“Tom, didn’t you think Aunt Sally ’d open out her arms and say, ’Sid Sawyer — ’“

“My land!” she says, breaking in and jumping for him, “you impudent young rascal, to fool a body so — “ and was going to hug him, but he fended her off, and says:

“No, not till you’ve asked me first.”

So she didn’t lose no time, but asked him; and hugged him and kissed him over and over again, and then turned him over to the old man, and he took what was left.

And after they got a little quiet again she says:

“Why, dear me, I never see such a surprise. We warn’t looking for you at all, but only Tom. Sis never wrote to me about anybody coming but him.”