“I only wish to do what is right.”
“I know you do, Wolf. Are you at home in the evening, now?”
“No, sir. I have to spend the night at Hitaca. I suppose our family will move up there soon, and you will get rid of us then.”
“We don’t desire to get rid of you,” interposed Tommy.
“I want to see you, Wolf, when you are at leisure,” continued the major. “When can you call upon me?”
“To-morrow noon, if you please,” I replied, delighted at the prospect of again being permitted to stand under the same roof with Grace.
“I will be at home,” said the magnate, as he walked away at the approach of Colonel Wimpleton.
CHAPTER XXVI.
MAJOR TOPPLETON’S PROPOSITION.
“What does Toppleton want with you?” asked Colonel Wimpleton, coming up to me after the major and his son had retired.
The magnate of Centreport looked ugly, as though, in the moment of his great triumph, he feared a conspiracy to rob the steamboat company of the laurels it had won.