My uncle clapped his hands and waved his handkerchief and shouted "Hooray!" Aunt Deel shook hands with Mr.Dunkelberg and then came to me and said: "Wal, Bart Baynes! I never was so glad to see anybody in all the days o' my life--ayes! We been lookin' up the road for an hour--ayes! You come right into the house this minute--both o' you." The table was spread with the things I enjoyed most--big brown biscuits and a great comb of honey surrounded with its nectar and a pitcher of milk and a plate of cheese and some jerked meat and an apple pie.
"Set right down an' eat--I just want to see ye eat--ayes I do!" Aunt Deel was treating me like company and with just a pleasant touch of the old company finish in her voice and manner.

It was for my benefit--there could be no doubt of that--for she addressed herself to me, chiefly, and not to Mr.Dunkelberg.My absence of a few days had seemed so long to them! It had raised me to the rank of company and even put me above the exalted Dunkelbergs although if Mrs.Horace Dunkelberg had been there in her blue silk and gold chain "big enough to drag a stone boat," as Aunt Deel used to say, she might have saved the day for them.

Who knows?
Aunt Deel was never much impressed by any man save Silas Wright, Jr.
Mr.Grimshaw came soon after we had finished our luncheon.

He hitched his horse at the post and came in.

He never shook hands with anybody.