"Oh, has he? Then the word is 'thanks.'"
"Please, miss, would you mind giving it to him yourself?"
"Who's Irish, you or I? I won't speak to him at all, I tell you."
"But I don't like to send him away like that, when he's been so kind to mother."
"When has he been kind to your mother?"
"Those grapes you brought—"
"That was old Mr. Maper."
"So is this."
"Oh!" Eileen was quite taken aback, for once. "All right, I'll go into the parlour."
He was infinitely courteous and apologetic. He had been very anxious about her. Why had she been so unkind as to leave, and without ever a good-by to him?