Chapter VII
After Trenton awoke next morning he thought the situation over very calmly, and resolved to have question number three answered that day if possible.
When called to breakfast he found Ed. Mason at the head of the table.
“Shan’t we wait for the ladies?” asked the artist.
“I don’t think we’d better. You see we might have to wait quite a long time. I don’t know when Miss Sommerton will be here again, and it will be a week at least before Mrs. Mason comes back. They are more than half-way to Three Rivers by this time.”
“Good gracious!” cried Trenton, abashed; “why didn’t you call me? I should have liked very much to have accompanied them.”
“Oh, they wouldn’t hear of your being disturbed; and besides, Mr. Trenton, our American ladies are quite in the habit of looking after themselves. I found that out long ago.”
“I suppose there is nothing for it but get out my buckboard and get back to Three Rivers.”