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So you came on right away from New York
without stopping?"
"Exactly," answered Ronald. "I took the first train. The fact is, I was so
anxious--so very anxious to"--
"What hotel are you at here?" inquired Miss Schenectady, without letting
him finish.
"Brunswick. How is Miss Thorn?" Ronald succeeded at last in putting the
question he so greatly longed to ask--the only one, he supposed, which
would cause a message to be sent to Joe announcing his arrival.
"Joe? She is pretty well. I expect she will be down in a minute. Are you
going to stay some while, Mr. Surbiton?"
Ronald thought Miss Schenectady the most pitiless old woman he had ever
met. In reality she had not the most remote intention of being anything
but hospitable. But her idea of hospitality at a first meeting seemed to
consist chiefly in exhibiting a great and inquisitive interest in the
individual she wished to welcome. Besides, Joe would probably come down
when she was ready, and so it was necessary to talk in the mean time.


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