Chapter 36
Philip called at the hotel, and inquired, with considerable confidence, if "Mr. Congreve" was in. "He has not returned," answered the landlord. "Then he won't be back to-night," said Philip, feeling considerably disappointed. "No; the last train is in." "I wonder if he had any trouble in selling the bonds," thought Philip; but this thought was one to which he didn't think it prudent to give expression. He walked home slowly, while Colonel Ross kept on his way to the modest home of the Gilberts. We will precede him. The little family was gathered in the plain sitting-room. There were but threeMrs. Gilbert, Harry and Uncle Obed. The old manto begin with the oldest firstwas sitting in a rocking chair, with his hands folded in his lap, and an expression of placid contentment on his face
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