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Whatever ideas old John and Marion Oswald had formed as to the grandeur of their son George and their grandson Kenneth were fully realized when they came to see them, and took apartments at the nearest hotel, but spent the days entirely with them.
Kenneth had grown so manly that he looked more than his age; still he was quite recognizable after about five years' absence, but George who had been in Victoria for thirty years and more, and had aged a great deal with his family troubles, was much harder to make out. As he sat beside his old father, there did not seem so much between them--the placid years that had latterly rolled over the old folk had been undisturbed to any great extent by what had made George Oswald's hair silvery-white, and bent his once vigorous frame, and which had added years to Kenneth's own apparent age.