The newest chapters of the novel were read and discussed, and the salty flavor of the talk was as pronounced as ever.

Pearson left early, but promised to come again very soon.
When Caroline returned her uncle told her of his visitor.

She seemed unfeignedly pleased, but regretted that she had not been there.

"He was such a friend of father's," she said, "that seeing him here would be almost like the old days.

And so many of those whom we thought were his friends and ours have left us." This was true.