"From the township of Hull," he responded.
"Did you ever see a city before?"
"Well, no, I cannot say that I have, except Montreal and Three Rivers," he replied, as he scraped the mud off his long boots with his pocket knife.
"I thought not," she said.
Her father moved uneasily in his seat on observing the embarrassment of the young man, and said, gravely:
"Thomas is not as rough as he looks. He is one of the ablest young men in the settlement. He may lack the veneer of an officer, but you will find as the years go on that there is no discount on Thomas."
So saying, he arose from the table, and, taking his hat from the rack, said: "Come, let us walk out and see something of the city."
They were coming up St. Peter Street. Abbie was laughing and jesting with Bearie, when they came face to face with Lieutenant Randall.
"Let me introduce you to my brother, Lieutenant Randall," said Abbie. "And this is my father," she said, mischievously.
"Aw, I am awfully pleased to meet you, sir," he said, with a perplexed and bewildered expression on his face.