"My papa thought it was the best way," haughtily answered Jusy. "I shall think always as papa did."
"All right, my man," laughed Uncle George. "Perhaps you will. You can think and say what you like while you live in America, and nobody will put you in prison for your thoughts or your words, as they might if you lived in Italy."
It was near night when they reached the house. As they drove slowly up the long hill, the Chinamen were just going, on the same road, to their supper. When they heard the sound of the wheels, they stepped off the road, and formed themselves into a line to let the carriage pass, and to get a peep at the children. They all knew about their coming, and were curious to see them.
"The Chinamen were just going to their supper, and they formed themselves into a line."—Page 60.
When Rea caught sight of them, she screamed aloud, and shook with terror, and hid her face on her uncle's shoulder.
"Are those the savages?" she cried. "Oh, don't let them kill Fairy;" and she nearly smothered the little dog, crowding her down out of sight on the seat between herself and her uncle.
Jusy did not say a word, but he turned pale; he also thought these must be the savages of which they had heard.
Mr. Connor could hardly speak for laughing. "Who ever put such an idea as that into your head?" he cried. "Those are men from China; those are my workmen; they live at Connorloa all the time. They are very good men; they would not hurt anybody. There are not any savages here."