"Has anything been said?"—interposed Leo. She was drawing quick, impatient breaths, and had an air of giving battle, if not replied to as desired.
No, nothing had been said, but Sue believed——
"If you only believe, that's no good. Can't you tell him to go? Can't you say it isn't the thing for him to stay on and on?"——
"My dear Leo!"
"Highty-tighty!—" simultaneously ejaculated the general, "here's fierceness!" But he looked amused. "If Paul were your sweetheart, young lady, you wouldn't be in such a hurry to have him sent to the right-about. However, there's something in it, Sue."
Sue looked distressed. "Remember what you said when he first came, father. How repeatedly you told him to make this his headquarters,—and there is another thing. The engagement took place so soon after he and Maud met, that they could not have known very much of each other. Hardly enough, perhaps. Don't you think it is as well——"
"What is there to know?" struck in Leo, vehemently. "If they are in love, as we presume they are——" she stopped short.
"Certainly," murmured Sue.
"Why, aye, that's all that's needed, no doubt," assented the general, with a bland expression. "Leo has hit the nail upon the head. Those two are in love with each other——"
"I said 'if,'" said Leo, loudly.