"I didn't think so when we were on the island," said Jack, "or when we were captives among the bushrangers."
"No; we have certainly seen some hard times. Let us hope that we have had our share, and may look forward now to happier days."
Now that their future was arranged, the boys were in a hurry to leave the city and visit their friends. Obed sympathized with them.
"Boys," said he, "I'm gettin' kinder homesick. There's an old man and a girl I want to see, and tell 'em of my good luck."
"Your father and——"
"Suke Stanwood. Suke has been waitin' for me five years, and there aint no need of waitin' any longer. If all goes well she'll be Mrs. Obed Stackpole within a month."
"She may not be able to get her wedding things so soon, Obed."
"She don't need any wedding things. Any dress'll do to be married in."
"You will send us some cards and cake, I hope, Obed."
"Better'n that: I'll send you an invite to the weddin'."