He jumped up too, caught her by the hand, and led her to the sofa.
"Now, now," he said kindly; "sit down and tell me all about it."
She looked at him in fresh amazement.
"All about what?"
He found it a little difficult to explain precisely what he meant. He only knew that he felt an unwonted expansion of his heart towards this really charming little daughter.
"All about the weather and crops," he suggested playfully.
Jean began to tremble a little.
"I—I don't understand you at all," said she.
He smiled pleasantly.
"Am I such a very mysterious old fellow?"