CHAPTER XIV. “FOR REMEMBRANCE”
The next day, while Ruth was busily gathering up her few belongings and packing her trunk, Winfield appeared with a suggestion regarding the advisability of outdoor exercise. Uncle James stood at the gate and watched them as they went down hill. He was a pathetic old figure, predestined to loneliness under all circumstances.
“ That's the way I'll look when we've been married a few years,” said Carl.
“ Worse than that,” returned Ruth, gravely. “I'm sorry for you, even now.”
“ You needn't be proud and haughty just because you've had a wedding at your house—we're going to have one at ours.”
“ At ours?”
“ At the 'Widder's,' I mean, this very evening.”
“ That's nice,” answered Ruth, refusing to ask the question.
“ It's Joe and Hepsey,” he continue
