"What is the matter of him, Marion?" asked she.
"His father kissed him in his sleep and woke him. You know he always screams at sight of Lawrence."
"Strange he should be afraid of his father; but he will doubtless get over it as he grows older."
"I think it increases upon him."
"Is not Lawrence at home?" inquired Mrs. Prague.
"He is in the office with Mr. Sumpter, I believe," was the reply.
"Would you think it, Marion? Your father is opposed to our Catherine's marrying Mr. Sumpter."
"Indeed, I do not wonder. I do not consider him a proper person for any young lady of taste and refinement to marry."
"Why so? Lawrence extols him."
"Does he?"