I have some of my father's Madeira, if Grey has left any.

I shall say a word to Mrs.Penhallow.By George! I am glad to have you." Penhallow showed Woodburn to a room, and feeling relieved and even elated, found his wife, who had tired of waiting and had gone to get ready to dine.

He told her in a few words enough to set her at ease with the new guest.

Then Mark Rivers came in and John Penhallow, who having heard about the stranger's errand was puzzled when he became aware of the cordial relations of his uncle and Mr.Woodburn.
The dinner was pleasant and unembarrassed.

The lad whom events had singularly matured listened to gay memories of West Point and to talk of cadets whose names were to live in history or who had been distinguished in our unrighteous war with Mexico.