Then you must decide what's best to be done; and say, I hope you can soothe Mrs.Kinkaid a bit in the bargain." Ten seconds later and the two boys found themselves ensconced in the room Horatio called his "den," although it was also his sleeping apartment.

But he had fixed it as near like a boy's ideal of a lounging-place could be, the walls carrying the customary college pennants and a great variety of other things besides that gave them a rather crowded appearance.

Evidently Horatio believed it added to the charm, for he never entered that "sanctum" without an involuntary smile of appreciation.
Horatio closed the door softly after him.

Hugh had also noticed how he did this just as carefully when admitting him to the front hall; and as though he expected that this must have aroused a certain amount of curiosity, Horatio hastened to explain.
"You see, the poor woman is so excited, and in such a nervous condition, that she jumps up at the sound of a door closing, and starts to rush out into the hall, believing that Justin has got back home and hurried over to acquaint her with the joyous fact.

Each time her disappointment leaves her worse than before.