Now! Go on!" He carried the message to the back steps and sat reading it again and again.
"I supposed I'd have to wait at least four days," he said to Ajax as the bird circled before him.

"This is from the Girl, old man, and she is not forgetting us to begin with, anyway.

She is there all safe, she sees that they need her, they are lovable old people, she is going to write us all about it soon, and she loves us all she knows how to love any one.

That should be enough to keep us sane and sensible until her letter comes.

There is no use to borrow trouble, so we will say everything in the world is right with us, and be as happy as we can on that until we find something we cannot avoid worrying over.