“Have you been to New York to-day?”
“Yes; I went up on a little business.”
“Did you see Chester?”
“No, I didn’t see him,” answered Silas, significantly.
“Did you hear anything of him?” Mrs. Rand naturally asked.
Mr. Tripp coughed.
“Well, yes, I heered somethin’ about him.”
“Is he—sick?” asked the mother, anxiously, made apprehensive by his tone.
“Not that I know of. Hain’t he writ anything special to you?”
“I had a letter yesterday, but there was nothing special in it.”