"Will you promise that ?" Harold said, "No, I can't do that.

I'm going out West." "I shall not prevent you, my son, but I want you to come and take your place at the table just once.

There is a special reason for this.

Will you come for a single day ?" Harold forced himself to answer, "Yes." Mr.Excell raised his head.
"Let us shake hands over your promise, my boy." Harold arose and they shook hands.

The father's eyes were wet with tears.