"No, Una, I cannot speak to him now."
"But father—"
"You hear me, my child, I say no; I cannot do as you wish. Remain where you are. There is not the least necessity for you to stop Mr. Norris now, as you have already seen him to-day."
Mr. Manners turned again to the counter to conclude his business, and Una realised that she must say no more; but she was so disappointed that it was with difficulty she kept back her tears.
When they left the shop, Granfer had disappeared from sight. Mr. Manners took his little daughter's hand and pressed it softly, glancing affectionately at her sober face.
"What an impetuous child you are!" he said. "Why do you so much want me to know your old friend?"
Una was silent, because she did not want to show how near she was to crying, and she was afraid if she spoke her father would notice her emotion.
"I have a very good reason for not wishing to see Mr. Norris yet," he continued. "I wonder if my little daughter can keep a secret?"
She looked up with a rather watery smile as she answered quietly:
"I think I can, father!"