"
"Nonsense!" Pauline declared.
"Maybe it isn't nonsense, Paul!" Hilary said.
"I feel it in my bones," Patience repeated. "I just _knew_ Uncle Paul
would come up--a story-book uncle would be sure to."
"Well, here we are," Tom laughed. "You'll know for certain pretty
quick."
CHAPTER X
THE END OF SUMMER
It was Uncle Paul, and perhaps no one
was more surprised at his unexpected coming,
than he himself.
That snap-shot of Hilary's had considerable
to do with it; bringing home to him the
sudden realization of the passing of the years.
For the first time, he had allowed himself to
face the fact that it was some time now since
he had crossed the summit of the hill, and that
under present conditions, his old age promised
to be a lonely, cheerless affair.
He had never had much to do with young
people; but, all at once, it seemed to him that
it might prove worth his while to cultivate
the closer acquaintance of these nieces of his.
Pauline, in particular, struck him as likely to
improve upon a nearer acquaintance. And
that afternoon, as he rode up Broadway, he
found himself wondering how she would
enjoy the ride; and all the sights and wonders
of the great city.
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