Moll laughed again.
“Wouldn’t you like to know, crosspatch?”
He took a furious step forward, and checked himself.
“Her brothers, belike. And so much for your mischief-making, Mrs. Davis.”
He said it with a sneer; but his eyes glowed.
“Then that’s all right and settled,” replied the girl. “And so now you can be at peace.”
“Wasn’t it?”
“You say so.”
“What do you say?”
“O! I mustn’t mention Kit, I suppose.”