"Have you room for another, Mr. Packard? I have brought a companion with me."
"Why, certainly. Any friend of yours shall have a cordial welcome."
"But he is nearer to you than to me."
Mr. Packard's face expressed surprise.
"I don't understand you."
"I found a relative of yours in Chicago. He was in hard luck, and I thought you would be willing to help him. Here he is."
He led Giles Packard up to his uncle, who anxiously scanned the face of his nephew.
"Don't you know me, Giles?" he asked, in a tremulous tone.
"Surely you are not my Uncle John?"