The young man held up a gold chain.
It was soon over.

People who were hastening toward a train turned to look upon a flurry of emotion--a mother faint with joy; a strong man stammering words of welcome; a girl seemingly thrilled with a new prerogative; a stranger in a nest of affection.
"Come, let us get into the carriage," said Witherspoon.

"Come, Caroline, you have behaved nobly, and don't spoil it all now." She gave her husband a quick though a meek glance and took Henry's arm.

When the others had seated themselves in the carriage, Witherspoon stood for a moment on the curb-stone.
"Drive to the Colossus," he commanded.

Mrs.Witherspoon put out her hand with a pleading gesture.