“I know I call you so.”
“You seem a good deal more kin to me than Philip. He’s ashamed of his old uncle, and so is his mother; but you are not.
“No, no, Harry; it’s all right. I ain’t exactly poor, but I’d rather my niece would think so. So don’t you say anything to them about the cowpons.”
“I’m not likely to, Uncle Obed.”
The old man went up to his room and brought down ninety dollars’ worth of government coupons, which, as gold was then ruling at a dollar and twenty, would bring about a hundred and eight dollars in currency.
Mrs. Gilbert was much surprised when Harry told her that he intended to go to New York the next day on business for Uncle Obed; but, of course, had no idea that he had still more important business of his own.
CHAPTER XIX — SECOND VISIT TO THE WOOD
There was an early train from the neighboring village of Crampton to New York. Harry got up early, and walked the first part of the way through the fields to a point where the footpath struck the main road, three-quarters of a mile from the village.
In this way it happened that he was not seen by any of his companions, and his day’s expedition was kept a secret.