“Send him in to see me.”
“Perhaps,” said Joe, “I’ll run over a little later to where he lives. He’ll sleep better to-night.”
After that they sat together in understanding silence.
A light step sounded in the hall and the door was pushed open timidly. Kate Carlin stood on the threshold. Her eyes, clouded with concern, went from her husband to her son and back to her husband again.
“Come in, Kate.”
Suddenly her eyes were clear. She smiled. “This is a night you’ve looked forward to, Tom, isn’t it?”
“Yes.” He held out his hand to her. “Come in, Kate, and sit with us. Carlin and Son are in conference.”