"But I understood--" "No," he said; "my wife and I lived with the old folks the first year, but that's all.

Edith and Jim live with them, of course." "I--I see," she said, the deep color still deepening as she turned from him and saw, written upon a card before the gentleman at her left the name, "Mr.James Sheridan, Jr." And from that moment Roscoe had little enough cause for wondering what he ought to reply to her disturbing coquetries.
Mr.James Sheridan had been anxiously waiting for the dazzling visitor to "get through with old Roscoe," as he thought of it, and give a bachelor a chance.

"Old Roscoe" was the younger, but he had always been the steady wheel-horse of the family.

Jim was "steady" enough, but was considered livelier than Roscoe, which in truth is not saying much for Jim's liveliness.

As their father habitually boasted, both brothers were "capable, hard-working young business men," and the principal difference between them was merely that which resulted from Jim's being still a bachelor.