It was evident at breakfast that something serious had happened between him and his father.

The Colonel appeared unusually grave, and Rad, after a gruff "good morning," sat staring at his plate in a dogged silence.

Throughout the meal he scarcely so much as exchanged a glance with his father.

I tried to talk as if I noticed nothing; and in the course of the somewhat one-sided conversation, happened to mention our proposed trip to Luray.

Rad returned that he had visited the cave a good many times and did not care about going.