"Well, you must settle that with him," said Dick. "I dare say he'll be quite ready to make a bargain with you. He seems rather good at it. He hasn't concerned himself much with my side of the question, and I'm not going to stick up for his, especially as he comes off so well, anyhow."
That was practically the end of the discussion, and the Squire was left lamenting the frowardness of human nature.
CHAPTER XXIX
BROTHERS
When Dick went downstairs again he said to Virginia, "Put on your hat and let's go and have tea with old Aunt Laura." She went obediently upstairs, and presently they were walking down the drive together in the gathering dusk.
"Is everything going to be all right?" Virginia asked him. "Are we quite forgiven, and is our own to be restored to us?"
"I don't think we shall have much difficulty in getting all we're entitled to," replied Dick.
Virginia put her arm into his. "It's nearly dark and nobody's about," she said in apology. "Dear Dick, it is nice to be here on these terms. I do really feel that I belong to you, now—and to Kencote."
Dick pressed her hand to his side. "I nearly had to give up Kencote to get you," he said. "Now I've got you and Kencote, and I've nothing left to ask for. My experience in life is that you generally get all you want if you go to work in a straightforward way."