A slight start expressed Daniel's disturbed surprise at this unexpected suggestion.
"She's too old and too—well, too unworldly."
He winced from the discovery that Margaret must some time make, that his step-mother was a Mennonite, talked Pennsylvania Dutch, was wholly uneducated and, in short, a disgrace to the Leitzel family.
"We must send her a card, Daniel, whether she comes or not."
"No, no; she might take a notion to come!"
"But that would be lovely! I am so fond of old ladies. Why do you say 'No?'"
"I don't want her 'round!" he snapped fretfully. "Don't send her an invitation! She lives only fifteen miles from here and I do believe she'd come if she were invited, she's so proud of being related to us! You see, Margaret," he added, preparing the way a bit, "she's not exactly our equal, I'm sorry to tell you."
"Then," thought Margaret, "she's undoubtedly a very superior woman!"
"Daniel!" she suddenly proposed, "if she lives only fifteen miles away, let's motor out to see her."
"We haven't time," said Daniel shortly.