A delicate looking boy with a sweet, intelligent face, came running into the room.
“Do you want me, papa?”
“Yes, Arthur. I have a new friend for you. Will you shake hands with him?”
Arthur, who was not a shy boy, went up at once to Rodney and offered his hand.
“I am glad to see you,” he said.
Rodney smiled. He was quite taken with the young boy.
“What’s your name?” the latter asked.
“Rodney Ropes.”
“Are you going to stay and make us a visit?”
Mr. Sargent answered this question.