They had been gazing at the big house, but now they turned and looked at me.
"Hello, Ros!" said Kendrick, still grinning, but rather sheepishly.

"How be you?
Got quite a band aboard, ain't I." "Hello!" cried Hallet.

"It's Ros himself! Ros, you're all RIGHT! Hi, boys! let's give three cheers for the feller that don't toady to nobody--millionaires nor nobody else--hooray for Ros Paine!" The cheering that followed was not quite as loud as the previous outburst--some of the "gang" may have noticed my attitude and expression--but it was loud enough.

Involuntarily I glanced toward the Colton mansion.

I saw no one at the windows or on the veranda, and I was thankful for that.