“They will be glad of your company,” said Tom, promptly.
The banker looked pleased.
“My visit will prove pleasanter than I anticipated,” he said.
When they reached the cabin Tom found that Mr. Brush was much better. In fact, he and the doctor were at the door smoking.
“Dr. Spooner, Mr. Brush,” said our hero, “allow me to introduce a new acquaintance, Mr. Percival, of San Francisco.”
“Glad to meet you, Mr. Percival,” was the cordial greeting of both, as they extended their hands.
“I have promised Mr. Percival accommodations for the night,” continued Tom.
“He shall be welcome if he doesn’t object to rough it,” answered Brush. “We don’t live in a palace.”
“My friend,” said the banker, “it seems to me a palace compared with what would have been my lodging but for the lucky chance of meeting your young friend here.”
The doctor and Mr. Brush looked inquiringly first at one, then at the other.