"We can tell Frank, however, that no sirloin was to be had so late in the day at the markets." Mrs.Tarbox nodded her head, approving the suggestion.
This little matter being adjusted, the husband and wife entered the parlor where our hero was waiting patiently.
"This is our young cousin, Martha," said Mr.Tarbox, smiling pleasantly.
"Welcome to Newark," said Mrs.Tarbox, extending her hand.

"And how did you leave your stepfather ?" "He is well," said Prank, coolly.
The two exchanged glances.

It was clear that Frank did not like his stepfather, and this was satisfactory to them.

There was the more chance of his leaving him and boarding with them.
"The children will be so glad to see you," said Mr.Tarbox; "won't they, Martha ?" "Delighted!" assured the lady.
"Pliny must be about your age.

How old are you, by the way ?" "Sixteen." "Just Pliny's age.