"Why, to Susie. Perhaps you haven't heard of her. She's a girl I met at Tamawaca."
"What's her other name?"
"Smith. Susie Smith," dwelling on it lovingly.
"Smith! Well, who is she?"
"The sweetest girl in all the world, sir."
"Bah! Who are her people? Where does she come from?"
"I don't know."
"Nonsense."
"I haven't asked about her family. Why should I, when she's all right herself? She's stopping with Mr. Carleton—W. E. Carleton, the railway contractor. He says he knows you."
"Well?"