CHAPTER XLVI
Sandy's Courting
Sitting on the porch late that afternoon, Professor Young heard from Tess of the coming of Sandy Letts.
"And, Uncle Forrie," she continued. "I can't understand why he went away so quickly."
"Perhaps he thought I was around somewhere."
"Perhaps," meditated Tess. "But I don't think so. You see, Andy was looking out of the window. Oh, dear, I've told him not to, but he's always trying to see what Boy's doing. You don't think Sandy saw him, do you?"
The unpleasant consequences of Andy's discovery rushed through the lawyer's mind. To be sure, he'd lived with this possibility ever since he'd brought the squatters from the shack, but the lapse of time had developed a sense of security which the girl's question rudely shattered.
"I hope not. What time did you say that Letts was here?"