“All right, if you'll excuse us. We won't be gone long, and I guess Mamie 'll take care of you all right. We can have our visit when we get back. Mamie-! Where is that child?”
“Here I am, mother,” said Mamie, coming in from the kitchen. She greeted Hunch cordially.
“Good-by,” said Mrs. Banks, “we'll be back 'fore long.”
Mamie pulled up two chairs to the stove, Hunch helping her.
“How'd you happen to stay over?” she asked. “We weren't expecting you.”
“No, I just made up my mind this morning.”
“Well, I'm sure we're glad you did. It seems just like old times to have you back here.”
“Don't it, though? I ain't had much chance to see my friends in the last year. I have to keep a-going all the time, you know.”
“But I should think you'd kind of like it. Father told me how well you're doing. Isn't it fine.”
“I dunno,” said Hunch. “I ain't always sure I care much one way or the other.”