"How do you know he does so?" inquired Alice, without raising her eyes from the German worsted pattern on which she was occupied.
"Because Winnie told me so, to-night. I had invited her to attend the theatre, but it appears she dared not ask her brother's permission, for fear of a refusal," said Jack, in a troubled tone. "You are acquainted with Mr. Morris, Alice?"
"No," returned she, quickly.
"Why, he calls on you."
"He did call at the house once or twice, soon after my arrival here, I believe."
"Once or twice!" exclaimed Jack, in surprise; "why, he was here almost every day for several months, and we all thought you were declared lovers."
"Hush, Jack! how you are running on!" said Alice, with a flushed countenance.
"Well, don't tell me you are not acquainted with young Morris, then," returned Jack.
"I have not seen him, as you are aware, for the last six months," remarked Alice.
"But you could see him very easily."