“My dear Rosie, I am not talking slang, but the pure American language; and I think you are more considerate about other people’s brothers than you are of your own. Twice this night I have heard your brother called cross and disagreeable, without rebuke.”
“You deserved it,” said Rose, laughing.
“Miss Rose,” said Charlie, “let your smile beam on him for one moment, and he can’t look cross for the rest of the evening.”
Rose turned her laughing face to her brother.
“Be a good boy, Harry. Good bye.”
As they returned, Will and Rose went on before, while Graeme lingered with Arthur.
“Did you hear what Mr Millar said about the possibility of Harry’s being sent West? It must be to take the new partner’s place, I suppose,” said Graeme, after a little.
“No; did he say so? It would be a capital good thing for Harry.”
“Do you think so? He would have to leave home.”
“Yes; that would be a pity, of course; but the opening for him would be a very good one. I doubt whether there is much in it, however. Harry has been for so short a time in the employment of the firm, and he is very young for a place so responsible. Still, it may be. I know they have great confidence in him.”