Jasper gave him a queer look and his mouth went crooked, as if he were amused.
“Then Miss Haigh is nobler than I thought! I suppose she has not persuaded you to stay in England?”
“I am looking up the Montreal steamers.”
“Very well. When I get back from the coast we must make some plans,” said Jasper, and went down the steps.
Kit frowned. The old fellow’s sneer annoyed him, and he resolved they would not talk about his plans. In fact, when Jasper arrived Kit imagined he would be on board ship. He wanted nothing from his relations. Mrs. Carson thought him a wastrel, and it looked as if Jasper thought him a romantic fool.
Jasper joined Agatha in the garden and inquired: “What do you think about your brother’s experiment?”
“On the whole, I don’t approve,” said Agatha in a quiet voice.
“Your habit’s not to exaggerate,” Jasper remarked. “I see you’re disturbed. For whose sake are you disturbed?”
“For Kit’s,” Agatha replied.
Jasper nodded. “You’re not a fool; my sister-in-law is a jealous fool, and we know Alan. Well, Kit’s my nephew, and I’d be sorry to see him start wrong.”