But you and I, Dave, having many years, grow garrulous and forget the impatience of youth.

Come, lads, we'll go into the drawing-room and, as supper was to have been served in half an hour, I'll have the portions doubled." Robert smiled.
"In Albany and New York alike," he said, "they welcome us to the table." "Which is the utmost test of hospitality," said Master Benjamin.
They went into a great drawing-room, the barred windows of which looked out upon a busy street, warehouses and counting houses and passing sailors.

Robert was conscious all the while that the brilliant blue eyes were examining him minutely.

His old wonder about his parentage, lost for a while in the press of war and exciting events, returned.

He felt intuitively that Master Hardy, like Willet, knew who and what he was, and he also felt with the same force that neither would reply to any question of his on the subject.