“Not all right,” he said, “and never will be until she’ll consent to cut the acquaintance of that Lansing!”
“She’ll never do that!” and Patty wagged her head positively.
“Then she can get along without my friendship.”
“Now, Roger, what’s the use of acting like that? Mona has a right to choose her friends.”
“Patty, I believe you like that man yourself!”
“I don’t dislike him; at least, not as much as you do. But I don’t see any reason for you to take the matter so seriously. At any rate, while you’re up here, forget it, won’t you, and be good to Mona.”
“Oh, I’ll be good to her fast enough, if she’ll be good to me. I think a heap of that girl, Patty, and I don’t want to see her in the clutches of a bad man like Lansing.”
“You don’t know that he’s a bad man.”
“Well, he’s a fortune-hunter,—that’s bad enough.”
“Pooh, every man that looks at a girl doesn’t want to marry her for her money.”