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Updated: May 26, 2025
We landed enough of the Friday food to satisfy the most fastidious fishing fiend, and the mosquitoes, finding we were impervious to their stings, finally let us alone. I forgot all business cares and disappointments, yes, even the Polydores; but on the morning of the third day Rob began to show signs of restlessness and spoke of the likelihood of my wife's being lonely.
The boy had already snatched the coin, and he now started for the exit, but his outgoing way was instantly blocked by a promiscuous pack of pugilistic Polydores, and an ardent and general onslaught followed.
"I feel a hunch," said Rob, "that Uncle Issachar will run across Doctor Felix and his wife down there in Chili and find you out." "He may run across the Polydores," I replied, "but he'll never find out from them that they are the parents of Silvia's children. They would not mention a subject in which they have so little interest."
Everyone in our house, which was now filled to overflowing in fact, there were Polydores on sofas and in beds on the floor save Silvia and myself, was on the alert for a response to the letter during the succeeding few days. Knowing Uncle Issachar, we felt sure he would make no response, or notice the matter in any way save to cash the check promptly.
The monotony was somewhat relieved by the difficulties under which Beth and Rob were pursuing their courtship. On the third evening succeeding our return, Silvia and I started upstairs early to give them a chance to have the exclusive use of the library, the Polydores having all been sent to bed.
"Here, all you kids!" commanded our field marshal, as she picked up Diogenes, "beat it to the kitchen, and I'll give you some breakfast. Hustle up!" The Polydores, whose eyes were bulging with expectancy and semi-starvation, tumbled over each other in their eagerness to "hustle up and beat it to the kitchen." Our oiler of troubled waters followed, and there was assurance of a brief lull.
To my amusement the other children followed suit and she was now "muddered" by all the Polydores. "I am glad," I remarked, "that they scorn to include me in their adoption. I wouldn't fancy being 'faddered' by the Polydores." "You won't be," Ptolemy, appearing seemingly from nowhere, assured me. "We've named you stepdaddy." "If it be possible, Silvia," I implored, "let this cup pass from me."
I wondered if she were right, and once again murderous wishes toward the Polydores entered my brain, and I made renewed vows about disposing of them on our return home. One thing, however, had been accomplished by our expedition. Silvia was more lenient in her judgment on my indulgences of the preceding night. By the time we pulled in at the landing, Silvia had recovered her equilibrium.
The Polydores wouldn't be interested, in the least, in knowing he had a niece unless she happened to know something about antiques, and if he should describe her children, she wouldn't recognize them." After luncheon I went out on the porch. While I sat there, the mail carrier came along and handed me a letter a returned letter. It was directed in Ptolemy's round hand to Mr. Issachar Innes.
"But," argued Beth, "naturally they'd tell him where they lived, and then, of course, he'd say he had a niece living in the same town. They would inquire her name and inform him that they were her near neighbors, and then he'd tell them what fine sons you have, and then, of course, the Polydores would claim their own."
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