on the top of his head. Suddenly stopping, he called:
"Reuben, have you seen Mr. Genung to-day?"
"Yes, Massa, hyah he comes now," pointing up the street.
De Vere rushed madly down the steps to meet Genung and grasping the latter's hand, whispered:
"I'm expecting Hernando on the six o'clock train; and cured! Now, for God's sake don't make a fool of yourself!"
"And I'm here for the same thing you are; but one fool is enough to amuse this gaping crowd!" Genung gasped with staring eyes.
At last the welcome whistle sounded and before the train came to a standstill these two dignified men scrambled up the steps, heedless of the brakeman's warning "Wait till the train stops."
But a pair of intensely blue eyes had seen it all from the platform and their owner gave a joyful exclamation as he sprang down to meet them, shouting,—"Uncle! Mr. De Vere!"
