He would have to tell the Squire; yes, that would be advisable.
The days at Grey Pine ran on in the routine of lessons, riding, and the pleasure for John of representing his uncle in the oversight of the young thoroughbred colts and the stables.

Brief talks with Rivers of books and politics filled the after-dinner hour, and when he left John fell with eagerness on the newspapers of the day.

His uncle's mail he forwarded to Pittsburgh, and heard from him that he would not return until mid-October.

His aunt would be at home about the 8th, and Leila was now at her school.

The boy felt the unaccustomed loneliness, and most of all the absence of Leila.