"I saw you on Prairie Avenue this morning. Mrs. Merton is my aunt."
"I remember you now. Are you Mrs. Tracy's brother?"
"Yes, and the uncle of Harold. How do you and Harold get along?"
"Not at all. He takes very little notice of me."
"He is a snob. Being his uncle, I take the liberty to say it."
"There is no love lost between us," Luke said. "I would like to be more friendly, but he treats me like an enemy."
"He is jealous of your favor with my aunt."
"There is no occasion for it. He is a relative, and I am only in her employ."
"She thinks a good deal of you, doesn't she?"
"She treats me very kindly."