"I don't feel no respect for him."
"You must not show your feelings, then, for my mother's sake."
At five o'clock the stage deposited Mr. and Mrs. Craven at the gate.
Frank ran to his mother, and was folded in her embrace. Then he turned to Mr. Craven, who was standing by, with his usual smile, showing his white teeth.
"I hope you have had a pleasant journey, sir," he said.
"Thank you, Frank, it has been very pleasant, but we are glad to get home, are we not, my dear?"
"I am very glad," said Mrs. Craven, thankfully, and she spoke the truth; for though Mr. Craven had been all attention (he had not yet thought it prudent to show himself in his true colors), there being no tie of affection between them, she had grown inexpressibly weary of the soft voice and artificial smile of her new husband, and had yearned for the companionship of Frank, and even her faithful handmaiden, Katy O'Grady, who was standing on the lawn to welcome her, and only waiting till Frank had finished his welcome.
"How do you do, Katy," said her mistress.
"I'm well, mum, thankin' you for askin', and I'm mighty glad to see you back."