"It was awfully good of you," proceeded Mabel. "Just think; suppose we had had to stay in that train until now?"
"Oh, they've been relieved by this time," spoke Joe.
"Yes, but they had to stay there all night. I can't thank you enough for coming after us. Are you sure there is nothing the matter?" she insisted. "You haven't had bad news, about not making the St. Louis team; have you?"
"No, indeed. I haven't had any news at all since that one letter from Mr. Gregory. And no news is good news, they say."
"Not always," and she smiled.
"Are you comfortable here?" asked Joe, as he sat in the parlor between the bedrooms of brother and sister.
"Oh, yes. And Reggie likes it very much. He has a lot of business to attend to. Father is putting more and more on his shoulders each year. He wants him finally to take it up altogether. Reggie doesn't care so much for it, but it's good for him," and she smiled frankly at Joe.
"Yes, work is good," he admitted, "even if it is only playing baseball."
"And that sometimes seems to me like hard work," responded Mabel.
"It is," Joe admitted. "How long do you stay in Riverside?"