Two days afterward, Gilbert met his uncle in the street. As the week was not up, he was about to pass him with a bow, when Mr. Grey paused, and appeared inclined to speak.
"Young man," he said, "can you call on me this evening?"
"Yes, sir."
"I shall leave the city to-morrow, and, though it is of no consequence to me, I suppose you would like to know my decision in regard to the matter you broached the other day."
"I will call," said Gilbert, bowing.
"He looks as if he were going to defy me," thought our hero. "Well, I am ready for him."
In the evening he called, and was shown up to his uncle's room.
"Good-evening, Mr. Grey," he said, politely.
"Good-evening, young sir," said the other. "You did me the honor, the other day, of claiming relationship with me?"
"I did."