LETTERS TO HIS SON
"And you'll come?"
"Yes," he answered, and cut her off.
He had hardly recovered from this shock when a messenger boy came with a note, addressed in a woman's writing.
"Now for it," he said, and breaking the seal read:
| "'Jack dear: Your horrid note doesn't say anything, nor explain anything. Come this afternoon and tell what it means to |
| Mabel.'" |
"Here's a go," exclaimed Jack, but he looked pleased in a sort of sneaking way. "What do you think of it, Mr. Graham?"
"I don't like it."
"Think they intend to cut up?" he asked.
"Like a sausage machine; and yet I don't see how they can stand for you after that letter."
"Well, shall I go?"
"Yes, in fact I suppose you must go; but Jack, be a man. Tell 'em plain and straight
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