Hiram turned on him angrily. He had forgotten about sending him for a police officer.
'I thought you wanted me,' said the young man, timidly.
'No, I do not!'
Holmes retreated.
Hiram Meeker put on his overcoat, took his hat, and, though still early, prepared to walk all the way to his house.
One thing was uppermost in his mind—paralysis!
Hiram reached his house in a very pious state of mind.
His wife and Belle were both out, and he went immediately to Harriet's room.
She was delighted to welcome her father so early, and she told him so.