“I’ve wished I hadn’t before now,” replied Roy gravely.
“The money hasn’t made us happy as you expected it would, and now see what misery it has brought. But I suppose it’s wrong for me to regret doing what I did. And don’t think so hard of Syd, Reggie. Remember that he did what he did, not for himself, but for us.”
“I’ll try my best, but I don’t feel now as if I could ever touch him again. And think what he has brought us to! Poverty, after just giving us the taste of wealth.” The twins did not sleep much that night.
CHAPTER XXXII
A HARD DAY FOR THE TWINS
Roy and Rex slept far into the morning, which was Saturday. They were awakened finally by a persistent knocking on the door and Jess’s voice:
“Are you boys going to sleep all day? Have you forgotten we were all going to Marley at eleven o’clock? And here’s a note Syd left for you, Rex. He’s much better and gone to the office. Get up now or we shan’t save breakfast”
“All right,” responded Roy, and he shook his brother and told him about Syd’s note.
“I wonder what it’s about,” murmured Rex.
Then he saw it on the carpet, where Jess had poked it under the door. He snatched it up eagerly and read:
“I am going to telegraph for Miles to come in and stay over Sunday. He must be told while he is here. He will get to the house in time for dinner.”