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He arrived home Monday evening, and was received as though a visit of several months’ duration had torn him from the bosom of the family.,How the missionary box would jingle! How the heathen would sing for joy! While on the Wopp table carrot pudding could become a diurnal felicity!,He came out of his abstraction with a start and glanced at her, almost guiltily. "Yes, Chick.",“If you still feel that way in the fall, I might take you along with me when I drift out. I’ll be going up north then, I think.”,“Now I have got across Niagara Falls, and all the people are shouting ‘Hurrah!’”,“Yes. I thought it was an awfully long time since you had seen me.”,"But you haven't took yourn!" cried Maurice.,"Eh?" says Geoffrey, rousing himself and smiling genially. "A mistake? Oh, no. She never makes mistakes. I was thinking of something else. But she really ought to be in now, you know; she will catch her death of cold.",He mused a little with his eyes fastened upon the ship's decks. For a space he was deeply sunk in thought. Presently his eyes rose to the figure before him, and he examined him as curiously as though he had never before seen him.,“Didn’t the Denver Kid come back after you?” Bob wanted to know.,This is a bad beginning. Mr. Rodney, before replying, judiciously gains time, and makes a diversion by poking the fire.,CHAPTER VI.