"Then you will have to wait till that time, unless you find some obliging friend who has more money than I."
"It's very vexatious."
"It may be for our advantage. Remember, it is not at all certain that your aunt is in California. You may get some light on the subject within a short time. Next week suppose you call in Prairie Avenue again. The servant may have heard something."
"True," responded Vernon, somewhat encouraged.
In a few days he called again, but Martha had heard nothing.
"It is hardly time yet," said Remington. "Next week you may have better luck. If your aunt is in California there would be time for her to get settled and write to you."
The next week Vernon ascended the steps of his aunt's house with a degree of confidence.
"I think I shall get some information this time," he said.
"Have you had a letter from my aunt yet?" he asked.
"No, Mr. Frederic."