"No, don't be silly, Uncle."
"Good-bye, Constance; good-bye, Mamma: I'm going with my Nephew Addie ... to the Witte!"
And Paul stood up, choking with laughter, while Addie, afraid of missing his father, urged him to hurry.
"But, my dear," asked Mrs. van Lowe, "does your boy always take the law into his own hands like that?"
"Oh, Mamma, he is such a help to us!"
"But what a way to bring him up! That's not a boy of thirteen!"
"He is a very uncommon child. Where should we be if he didn't help us."
"So you think Van der Welcke will take the house near the Woods?"
"I'm sure of it!... And I'm quite sure too that, if Addie hadn't interfered, in another six months we should still be at the hotel!"
Next day, Van der Welcke, Constance and Addie went to have one more look at the house near the Woods.