Thirty-two days later young Mrs. Arburton and her mother returned. It was dark when they arrived, and of course they went at once to their former home. Naturally the return of the young wife had a most happy effect upon the young husband. He was lively, was merry, and seemed to be immensely amused over the prospect of moving at once into the new house.
“Is it all done?” cried both ladies, “and so soon?”
“Oh, it don’t take long to knock up a house in these days. We can move in to-night. Everything is ready for you.”
“Which house shall we live in first?”
“Take your choice.”
“Then I’ll spend the first week in the uptown house.”
“All right. I thought so. As soon as you have had supper we’ll go over there.”
“Is it far from here?”
“No. Only a short walk. I thought you might like to be near your mother.”