'He is a man of good family. He came to Australia seeking change and adventure. He is rich—very. He did Mr. Macdougal some service, and we saw a good deal of him in Melbourne. Mrs. Macdougal thinks he is an earl at least, and has woven quite a romance about him. She will be glad to see you.'
Done's mind had flown to Burton's estimate of Ryder, and Lucy's evident admiration of, him gave him a little uneasiness.
'Is Mrs. Macdougal of Boobyalla quite well?' he asked.
'Quite. But you must not laugh at her. One gets to like her.'
'If one is quite determined.'
'Whether or no,' persisted Lucy. 'One would care for nobody if one were resolved to see only the bad points.'
'That serves me right. The little girl is very like her.'
'Eva is my boon companion, my confidante, my guide, philosopher, and friend—aren't you, dear?'
'My oath!' said the child in a grave, sweet voice. Jim started at the incongruous expression, and looked inquiringly at Lucy.
'Your teaching?'