Miss Maggie laughed and threw up her hands.
“Oh, these children!” “But who is he?”
“Well, to begin with, he’s devoted to Mellicent.”
“You don’t have to tell me that. I’ve seen him—and Mellicent.”
“Oh!” Miss Maggie smiled appreciatively.
“What I want to know is, who is he?”
“He’s a young man whom Mellicent met this summer. He plays the violin, and Mellicent played his accompaniments in a church entertainment. That’s where she met him first. He’s the son of a minister near their camp, where the girls went to church. He’s a fine fellow, I guess. He’s hard hit—that’s sure. He came to Hillerton at once, and has gone to work in Hammond’s real estate office. So you see he’s in earnest.”
“I should say he was! I liked his appearance very much.”
“Yes, I did—but her mother doesn’t.”
“What do you mean? She—objects?”