Roy took things more quietly, but inwardly he was none the less excited.
“Syd wants us to meet him down town,” he said as they rose from the table.
He had been waiting for Rex to tell Miles, but the other had not yet brought himself to do it.
“Where are you going?” Jess wanted to know. “To the theater?”
“No, indeed,” responded Rex. Then he folded up his napkin quickly and left the dining room.
“Has this visit got anything to do with my father?” Miles whispered to Roy, as they went out into the hall together.
“I think it has, Miles, but I don’t know much more about it than you do.”
There was not much said by the three boys on their way down town. Rex was in one of his silent moods, and made no effort to get out of it.
Roy tried to talk, but there was such a weight on his mind that he made but poor success of the attempt.
Miles was far too excited, however, to notice the difference in manner of the twins compared with their usual cordiality.