"With ME, perhaps—not with you," answered the stranger.
"What do ye mane by that?" asked Peg.
"You don't know what sin is," replied the young man.
"And who may you be to talk to me like that?" demanded Peg.
"My name is Jerry," said the stranger.
"JERRY?" and Peg looked at him curiously.
"Yes. What is yours?"
"Peg!" and there was a sullen note of fixed determination in her tone.
"Peg, eh?" and the stranger smiled.
She nodded and looked at him curiously. What a strange name he had—JERRY! She had never heard such a name before associated with such a distinguished-looking man. She asked him again slowly to make certain she had heard aright.