ey, a youngster of thirteen, called after the dreaded uncle.
All save Nat, the sailor, were at table when Rupert entered with his letter, and all showed keenest interest to learn whether Mr. Baskerville of Hawk House had accepted his invitation.
Rupert handed the letter to his mother, and she was about to put it aside until her husband's return; but her children persuaded her to open it.
"Such a terrible exciting thing, mother," said stout May. "Us never won't sleep a wink till us knows."
"I hope to the Lord he isn't coming," declared Ned. "'Twill spoil all--a regular death's head he'll be, and us shan't dare to have an extra drop of beer or a bit of fun after with the girls."
1 Beer and a bit of fun with the girls ' represented the limit of Edward Baskerville's ambitions; and he gratified them with determination when opportunity offered. His father was blind to his faults and set him on a pedestal above the rest of the family; but his mother felt concern that her eldest son