"I will, most learned doctor."
The evening meal passed pleasantly. Oliver could not help contrasting it with the dull and formal supper he was accustomed to take at home, and his thoughts found utterance.
"I wish I had as pleasant a home as you, Frank."
"You had better come and live with us, Oliver."
"I should like to."
"Suppose you propose it to Mr. Kenyon. I don't believe he prizes your society very much."
"Nor I. He wouldn't mind being rid of me, but Roland would probably object to my coming here."
"I didn't think of that."
"I should like to have you with us, Oliver," said Miss Pauline. "You would be company for Frank, and could help keep him straight."
"As if I needed it, Aunt Pauline! All the same, I should enjoy having Oliver here, and so would Carrie."