"We go to bed early here, Alonzo. I suppose you will want to take an early start in the morning?"
"Yes, Melindy; I didn't come here to make you a long visit."
Even if he had, it was clear that this would not have been agreeable to Mrs. Lane.
"Abel," she said, "will you show your uncle up to the small chamber in the attic, next to Ann's room?"
Ann was the servant.
Gerald was a little surprised, as there was a larger room on the second floor. Mrs. Lane clearly did not intend to treat her brother as company.
"I don't want to go, ma," grumbled Abel.
"I will show Mr. Crane the way to his room," said Gerald, quickly.
"Very well."
A small kerosene lamp was lighted and Gerald led the way up the two flights of stairs.