"Well, it may come about some time. But look, there is Loammi."
Yes, it was Loammi, sporting a light cane, and evidently on very good terms with himself.
"Good-evening, Loammi," said Cousin Seth.
"Good-evening, Mr. Lawton," responded Loammi, patronizingly. "Are you and Scott taking a walk?"
"Yes; and you?"
"Oh, I have been to call on a schoolmate. His father's awful rich."
"We, too, have been to make a call—on the mother of one of your father's cash boys."
Loammi turned up his nose.
"You keep fashionable company," he said.