"Very bad! Still I have three rabbits to take home. Would you like one?"
"I adore rabbit stew, Miss Merle."
"Then keep that last one I shot. I see you know my name."
"I do! Tinker Tim told me all about you."
Meg frowned and then laughed. Her mirth was very musical.
"Tim has a very long tongue, Mr. Dan."
"Don't call me Mr. Dan."
"Then don't you call me Miss Merle!" she said saucily.
"Everybody else does," said Dan, unwilling to take advantage of such innocence; "and you see I can hardly call you Meg. I am a stranger to you."
"Oh no! I have heard all about you from Tim and Mother Jericho. Besides, you are so like Sir Alurde that I seem to know you quite well."