He did not speak very cheerfully. The Darleys were to leave the very
next week. It was impossible but that Rex should realize vividly to
what they were returning. He did not tell Roy so, but he wished they
had not come.
There was only one wheel of the omnibus to finish when Miles came
hurrying toward them. There was an expression on his face which neither
of the twins could comprehend. It was a blending of fear, joy and
stupefaction.
“Here, let me help,” he said, as he came up. “I want you fellows to
hurry and get through. I’ve something to tell you.”
But they had so nearly finished that there was nothing left for him to
undertake.
“What have you got to tell us?” asked Rex, throwing his sponge back
into the bucket.
“I wish I knew how you fellows would take it,” returned Miles, a flush
creeping over his face.
“Try us and find out,” rejoined Roy with a smile.
“I’m simply delighted myself,” went on the other. “I wonder how I can
keep my two feet on the ground. It seems too good to be true.”
“Then why are you in doubt how we’ll take it,” said Rex. “What pleases
you ought certainly to please us.”
“But perhaps this won’t. It’s so—so, unexpected and altogether jolly.”
“Well, Miles Darley, you are certainly the most incomprehensible fellow
this afternoon,” exclaimed Roy. “What’s it about?”
“Well, it’s about the Pells and the Darleys,” explained Miles, the
color still surging in his cheeks. “In union there is strength, you
know, and—haven’t you guessed it yet?”
“No, indeed, we haven’t and just you tell us right out what it is
without any more fooling,” and Rex made a playful dab at his friend
with the big sponge.
“All right, here goes then,” and Miles drew in his breath. “Your mother
has told my father that she will be Mrs. Darley, and that makes us
brothers, Rex, don’t you see, and we’re all going back to Philadelphia
together—well, don’t you like it?”
Miles checked himself suddenly, for Roy and Rex stood staring at him as
if struck dumb, too amazed to allow any expression to appear on their
faces.
But it was all true; they were to have another test of fortune, and
though its bringing about seemed in some sense to deprive the boys of
their mother, they knew that not only was this not so, but that they
were to gain a father thereby. “And a brother, too, don’t forget that,”
Miles adds at my side.
THE END.
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