There's only one thing I will stipulate; I will wait
a day or two before going to work. I want to look about the place a
little."
While this conversation was going on, they had traveled a considerable
distance. A little distance ahead appeared a square house, painted
yellow, with a barn a little back on the left, and two old wagons
alongside.
"That's my house," said John Fox. "There's Joel."
Joel, a tall boy in figure, like his father, came forward and eyed
Harry with sharp curiosity.
"How are ye?" said Joel, extending a red hand, covered with warts.
"Pretty well, thank you," said Harry, not much attracted to his new
acquaintance.
"Here's Sally, too!" said John Fox. "Sally, this is my ward, Harry
Vane."
Sally, who bore a striking family resemblance to her father and
brother, giggled.
Mrs. Fox, to whom Harry was introduced at the supper table, was as
peculiar in her appearance and as destitute of beauty as the rest of
the family.
The next day, Harry, feeling it must be confessed, rather homesick,
declined Joel's company, and took an extended stroll about the town.
He found that though the railway by which he had come was eight miles
distant, there was another, passing within a mile of the village. He
struck upon it, and before proceeding far made a startling discovery.
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