Then Mrs.
Conway poured out question after question, but Ralph refused to enter upon a narrative of his adventures.
"It's a long story, mother, and will keep very well till to-morrow.

It is past nine o'clock now, and I am sure that you want a night's rest after this excitement; and after fourteen hours on a coach, I sha'n't be sorry to be in bed myself.

Beside, I want you to tell me first how you have been getting on while I have been away, and all the news about everyone; but even that will keep.

I think, mother, a cup of tea first and then bed will be best for us both." The next morning Ralph related all his adventures to his mother, who was surprised indeed at his story.
"I suppose poor old Joe was never heard of, mother ?" "No, Ralph.

His son has been up here a good many times to inquire if we had any news of you.