She had been calling and traveling from house to house most of the night, and I have never forgotten her joy at seeing me and her tender greeting.

She got into the buggy and rode home with us, holding me in her lap.

Uncle Peabody and one of our neighbors had been out in the woods all night with pine torches.

I recall how, although excited by my return, he took off his hat at the sight of my new friend and said: "Mr.Wright, I never wished that I lived in a palace until now." He didn't notice me until I held up both feet and called: "Look a' there, Uncle Peabody." Then he came and took me out of the buggy and I saw the tears in his eyes when he kissed me.
The man told of finding me on his little veranda, and I told of my ride with Dug Draper, after which Uncle Peabody said: "I'm goin' to put in your hoss and feed him, Comptroller." "And I'm goin' to cook the best dinner I ever cooked in my life," said Aunt Deel.
I knew that my new friend must be even greater than the Dunkelbergs, for there was a special extravagance in their tone and manner toward him which I did not fail to note.

His courtesy and the distinction of his address, as he sat at our table, were not lost upon me, either.