"Then he won't come back," said Mrs. Chase, decidedly.
Here the conference closed, as it was necessary for Mr. Henderson to take medicine.
"Has the boy returned?" asked the professor, the next morning.
"You don't expect him—do you?"
"Certainly I expect him."
"Well, he ain't come, and I guess he won't come."
"I am sure that boy is honest," said Professor Henderson to himself. "If he isn't, I'll never trust a boy again."
Mrs. Chase was going downstairs with her patient's breakfast dishes, when she was nearly run into by our hero, who had just returned, and was eager to report to his employer.
"Do be keerful," she expostulated, when, to her surprise, she recognized Harry.
So he had come back, after all, and falsified her prediction. Such is human nature, that for an instant she was disappointed.