"I think this is the most beautiful house I have ever seen. How can you leave it! Your people will miss you—and—" she wanted to say, "and Maud will be lonely," but he evidently would not discuss Maud with her, so she stopped.
"Oh, it will be all right—— There are some things one can't stand too long."
"Of course, repairs of gates and tenants' grumbles and—I know I always wonder at Uncle Evas' patience over it all. Now I will go and find Mrs. Hamilton. Will she churn a bit?" Lewis smiled.
"I expect she'll be not too pleased because she—was looking out for a good match."
Toney flew into the drawing-room, where in the pleasant room full of old treasures, the two ladies sat working. Maud and Jeanie were not there.
"How do you do, Mrs. Hamilton, it's all beautiful and I want to tell you that——"
"That you are a deep conspirator," said Miss Honoria.
"It was so beautiful, wasn't it, all music—— I couldn't hear it, but people said he played out of his heart, anyhow, it's fixed up and I'm going to help them with the trousseau. You don't mind, do you? It's such a pleasure for me to manage. I think some ancestor of mine must have been a store manager."
"But really, Antonia, I can't allow it, I can't accept—they must wait till——"
"Till they lose sight of each other again! Oh, it's not possible. He just worships her."