brought back a number of bundles and a little wicker suitcase. The smallness of the suitcase excited Peewee; it seemed to indicate that the case was intended for himself, and he had never so far in life owned any baggage. The bundles contained underwear and a suit of clothes.
"Put these on," his father commanded.
Sallet and his father stood watching as Peewee stripped himself of his old garments and put on the new clothes.
"I kept the cab," his father said to Sallet. "I suppose you made inquiries about the trains."
"There is one."
The lawyer brought his hat and coat. His father, when they were ready to start, stood gazing down at the boy and Peewee gazed back at him. There was no tenderness in Markyn's look.
"I suppose you're wondering what all this means," he inquired.
Peewee recalled that his father did not know that he knew that he was his son.
"Yes, sir," he said.
