Mrs. Jaques smiled.
“So you stayed in Vancouver on her account! She would naturally wish to keep you.”
“I have no reason for believing that,” Jimmy answered with a downcast expression.
“You mean—”
Mrs. Jaques gave him a searching look before she finished her sentence:
“—that you don’t know whether she is fond of you or not?”
Jimmy hesitated, and the blood crept into his face as he thought of the night he had helped Ruth out of the launch.
“It may be a long time before I find out,” he said. “The trouble is that she’s a rich man’s daughter.”
“What is his name? Your confidence is safe.”
“Osborne.”