“Is that so!” he cried. “Did he ask you to marry him?”
“Richard and I understand each other,” she replied evasively.
“Good girl!” he said, thinking only of his own luck.
After ruminating over the new situation for a while he rose to go. His laugh was almost pleasant.
“Clever boy, that Richard,” he said; “clever boy, he is! Always said he was a clever boy. Smart, he is! Smart! I tol’ him——” He chuckled at the thought.
“Yes?”
“I tol’ him once ’at you had the tin——”
“Tin? Oh, yes; I understand. Go on.”
“I tol’ him you’d have a good share; and he seemed mighty pleased. Oh, he’s smart, he is!”
“How is your boat, Walter?” she asked.