The years seem to tally with the rest of the story, too.

Will you give me Mr.Denton's address and allow me to write to him, Jean ?" "Whatever Mamselle Grace wishes shall be hers," averred Jean.
"Then I'll write the letter to-morrow.

The sooner it is written and sent, the sooner we shall receive an answer to it," declared Grace.
"That is unless he is dead.

But I have a strange presentiment that he is alive.

What do you think, Jean ?" she turned to the old hunter, who nodded sagely.
"I think my frien', he alive, too," agreed Jean, "an' I hope, mebbe I shall see again." "You shall see him and so shall Ruth, if letters can accomplish your wish, Jean," promised Grace.
"Eight o'clock," announced David judicially.
No one paid the slightest attention to him, however, Ruth Denton's affairs being altogether too engrossing a matter for discussion.