"Good-evening, Mr. Foster. I'm glad you've found room. The house isn't half large enough."
"It'll do. I understand your ponies ran away with you to-day."
"They did come home in a hurry, that's a fact; but nobody was hurt."
"I fear there would have been, but for you. Do you start for Grantley with the other boys, tomorrow?"
"Of course. Dick Lee and I need some one to take care of us. We never have travelled so far before."
"On land, you mean. Is Dick here to-night?"
"Came and looked in, sir; but he got scared by the crowd, and went home."
"Poor fellow! I don't wonder. Well, we will all do what we can for him."
Poor Dick Lee!
And yet, if Mr. Dabney Kinzer had known his whereabouts at that very moment, he would half have envied him.