"Tiptop," said Sam.
"Take a seat there, Sam; Arthur, you know your place. I must preside in father's absence."
They talked together socially during the meal, Sam getting to feel better and better acquainted as time went on. After supper they took another walk, and then Arthur asked: "Do you play backgammon, Sam?"
"I never learned."
"Shall I show you?"
"I wish you would."
The backgammon board was brought out, and the two boys had a pleasant evening. As the older brother heard their lively laughter, and noticed how Arthur seemed brightened up by Sam's companionship, he felt more and more that it would be a good plan to keep him there. When his father reached home, a little before nine o'clock, he made the proposal to him.
"I am convinced," he said, "that Arthur needs a young companion, of a cheerful temperament, who will brighten him up, and keep him in good spirits.
"Do you know anything of this boy?" asked Mr. Brown, cautiously.
"Not much, except that Arthur appears to fancy him. His education has been neglected."