"Perhaps he would be glad to come back. I dare say he has seen the time when he didn't know where his next meal was coming from," rejoined Mrs. Fogson hopefully.
"I hope so."
"I don't know as I want him back," went on the woman.
"I do! He's good for splitting wood, if he ain't good for anything else."
At this moment a knock was heard at the door, and Percy Dixon entered the house.
"How do you do, Master Percy?" said Mrs. Fogson deferentially. "I am always glad to see you enter our humble house."
"We were just talking of Jed Gilman before you came in," added Fogson.
"I saw him two days since," said Percy.
"You did!" exclaimed Fogson eagerly. "Where was he?"