Come right in . You 're shivering in this wind . I 'll mix you a good hot currant drink . I knew them black currants did n't bear so plentiful for nothing last summer . Oh , this is a good day and no mistake ! '' In twenty-four hours ' time everybody in Prospect knew that Ralph Walworth had come home , crippled and poor . Jacob Delancey shook his head as he drove away from the station with Ralph 's shabby little trunk standing on end in his buggy . The station master had asked him to take it down to Miss Hannah 's , and Jacob did not fancy the errand . He was afraid Miss Hannah would be in a bad way and he did not know what to say to her . She was in her garden , covering her pansies with seaweed , when he drove up , and she came to the garden gate to meet him , all smiles . `` So you 've brought Ralph 's trunk , Mr. Delancey . Now , that was real good of you . He was going over to the station to see about it himself , but he had such a cold I persuaded him to wait till tomorrow . He 's lying down asleep now . He 's just real tired . He brought this seaweed up from the shore for me this morning and it played him out . He ai n't strong . But did n't I tell you he was coming back soon ? You only laughed at me , but I knew . '' `` He is n't very rich , though , '' said Jacob jokingly .
He was relieved to find that Miss XXXXX did not seem to be worrying over this .
Delancey Hannah Jacob Ralph Walworth hours morning right seaweed shore