"I have no carriage, or I should drive here."
"But it is pleasant to walk."
"Yes, if you have a companion. Most of my friends are men of business, and have no time to spare for park rambles."
"Mr. Wood, I wish you were in business, and I were in your employ," said Scott, impulsively.
"Thank you, Scott. I do think we should get along well. So you think you would like me better than your new-found relatives?"
"Oh, ever so much!"
"Then I will try to foster the illusion," said the young man, smiling. "Suppose I adopt you as a cousin?"
"I wish you would."
"Very well! Then we will look upon each other in that light."
"Do you live in the city, Mr. Wood?"