Jeffery Farnol

“ CHAPTER V How Bellew came to Arcadia So, they set out together, Big Porges and Small Porges, walking side by side over sun-kissed field and meadow, slowly and thoughtfully, to be sure, for Bellew disliked hurry; often pausing to listen to the music of running waters, or to stare away across the purple valley, for the sun was getting low. ”

“ Cassilis, his eyes seeming to grow a trifle nearer together, “an American Uncle? Still, I was not aware of even that relationship.”
“It is a singularly pleasing thought,” smiled Bellew, “to know that we may learn something every day,—that one never knows what the day may bring forth; to-morrow, for instance, you also may find yourself a nephew—somewhere or other, though, personally, I—er doubt it, yes, I greatly doubt it; still, one never knows, you know, and while there’s life, there’s hope. ”

“ I was thinking that the day has almost gone, an’ I haven’t found a bit of the fortune yet.”
“Why there’s always to-morrow to live for, my Porges.”
“Yes, ’course—there’s always to-morrow; an’ then,—I did find you, you know, Uncle Porges.”
“To be sure you did, and an uncle is better than nothing at all, isn’t he,—even if he is rather dusty and disreputable of exterior. One doesn’t find an uncle every day of one’s life, my Porges, no sir!”
“An’ you are so nice an’ big, you know!” said Porges, viewing Bellew with a bright, approving eye. ”