“You will not be angry?”
“Angry!” The soft smile on that stern, bearded face was a sufficient answer.
“Is it true that she—my mother——?”
“Hush, Moung-Moung!”
“Is it true that she ever shikoed to the Lord Jesus Christ?”
“Who dares to tell you so?”
“I must not say, papa; the one who told me said it was as much as life is worth to talk of such things to your son. Did she, papa?”
“What did he mean? Who could have told such a tale?”
“Did she, papa?”
“That is a very pretty goung-boung the foreigner gave you.”