"Then, as you have a gift of making friends, you must take the consequences."
"I didn't know I had the gift. My real friends aren't plentiful."
"If you begin to count, you may find them more numerous than you think."
"Those I have made in Canada head the list."
The girl felt a thrill of satisfaction. This was not a compliment; he had spoken from his heart.
"After all, I don't see why you should insist on thanking me as well as my father, who really sent you the seed." She paused. "You didn't do so on the last occasion; I mean at the time when it was promised to you."
This was correct, and George was conscious of some embarrassment.
"Well," he said firmly, "I think I'm justified."
Flora could not contradict him, and she was glad he felt as he did. She liked his way of sticking to the point; indeed, she was sensible of a strong liking for the man.
During the next minute or two her father came in. He cut short
George's thanks, and then took out his pipe.