“Is that all?” he asked, a little disappointed. “Just for a change?”
“Never mind. Is there anybody else in your family besides your brother?”
“Heavens, yes! To begin with, I’ve got a grand old grandmother; she’s over ninety, but she’s the head of the family all right! Then there’s my father and mother——”
“What are they like?”
“My mother’s beautiful,” Dan said. “She’s just the loveliest, kindest person in the world, and so’s my father. He’s a lawyer.”
“What are you?”
“I’m nothin’ at all yet. So far, I’ve just been helpin’ my grandmother settle up my grandfather’s estate. Somebody had to, and my brother’s in my father’s office.”
“And do your grandmother and your mother have sitting-rooms with sewing-machines in them?”
“I wish you’d come and see.”
“Do you?” She had continued to look at him, and now her eyes almost deliberately became dreamy. “I might—if you keep on asking me,” she said gravely. “I’m sure I’d hate the West, though.”