Anna read the telegram and her nervous forehead relaxed. “It is all right,” said she; then she read the message aloud. It was dated New York, the night before:
“Am in New York. Shall take the first train home in the morning.”
“He sent it last night at eight o'clock, and we have only just got it,” said Ina.
“He is all right,” repeated Anna.
“Of course he is all right,” said Mrs. Carroll. “Why doesn't Marie bring in the eggs? We have all finished the cereal?”
“Eggs! Golly!” cried Eddy, slipping into his chair.
“Why, it must be time for him now!” Charlotte said, suddenly.
Arms looked at his watch. “Yes, it is,” he agreed.
It was not long before Samson Rawdy drove into the grounds, and everybody sprang up at the sound of the wheels.
“There's papa!” cried Eddy, and led the way to the door, slipping out before the others.