I was delayed and had to take the night train up.

I am awfully sorry if it inconvenienced you." "You haven't inconvenienced me, my boy, except for a slight loss of sleep, and a fright and a narrow of escape from losing the family silver, which David and Grace, here, prevented." Then Mrs.Gray sat down and burst out laughing.

The others joined in and for a few minutes the breakfast table was in an uproar.
The real Tom Gray, who was the image of his uncle's portrait over the sideboard, looked from one to another of the strange faces and then began to laugh too, since it seemed to be the proper thing to do.

He had one of those delightful, hearty laughs that ring out in a whole roomful of voices.

When Mrs.Gray heard it she stopped short, patting her nephew on the cheek; for he was sitting beside her now in a place hastily arranged by the butler.
"Exactly your uncle's laugh.