Steve ventured a question.
“Say, Kirk, why ’us,’ while we’re talking of it? How does Mamie come to be here?”
“She insisted on coming. It seems that everybody in the house was away to-day, so she tells me, so she came round to me with your note.”
“I guess this has put me in pretty bad with Mamie,” observed Steve regretfully. “Has she been knocking me on the trip?”
“Not a word.”
Steve brightened, but became subdued again next moment.
“I guess she’s just saving it,” he said resignedly.
“Steve, what made you do it?”
“Oh, I reckoned you could do with having the kid to yourself for a spell,” said Steve awkwardly.
“You’re all right, Steve. But how did you manage it? I shouldn’t have thought it possible.”