"Nat will want his father to make all the trouble possible for Dave." "Where is Nat now?
At home ?" "Yes," answered Dave.

"I saw him yesterday, down at the post-office." "Then he'll surely hear about it." At first Dave thought to tell Caspar Potts about the affair, but then he realized that the professor was too old to aid him.

Besides, the aged man was not well, and the boy hated to disturb him.
The middle of the afternoon came and went, and nothing was heard from Aaron Poole.

Mrs.Wadsworth went out carriage-riding, taking the girls with her.
"Let us take a walk," proposed Phil.

"No use in hanging around the house for nothing." "I don't want Mr.Poole to think I ran away," answered Dave.
Nevertheless, he agreed to go with his chums, and they started off, leaving word that they would be back in time for dinner, which was served at the Wadsworth mansion at half-past six.
"I'd like to see that place where you used to live with Professor Potts," said the senator's son to Dave.