"Probably not."
"I don't see why," said Maud.
"Shall I tell, Harry?"
"Certainly."
"To begin with, Fletcher regards himself as infinitely superior to
Walton here, because his father is rich, and Walton's poor. Again,
Harry is a printer, and works for a living, which Fitz considers
degrading. Besides all this, Harry was elected President of our
Debating Society,—an office which Fitz wanted."
"I hope" said Maud, "that Mr. Fletcher's dislike does not affect your peace of mind, Mr. Walton."
"Not materially," said Harry, laughing.
"By the way, Maud," said Oscar, "did I ever tell you how Fletcher's pride was mortified at school by our discovering his relationship to a tin-pedler?"
"No, tell me about it."
The story, already familiar to the reader, was graphically told by
Oscar, and served to amuse his sister.