“But he will, for I will be honest.”
“Will he want you if you are stupid, only because you are honest?” asked Clementine.
“I hate girls, they talk so silly,” said Willie, again bringing the laugh on himself.
CHAPTER XVIII.—At Newport.
Mr. George Mechlin and traveling companions had a most delightful journey across the continent in spite of the hot weather.
Mr. Lawrence Mechlin and wife came to New York to meet George's bride and her sister and take them to Long Branch, where they had been sojourning for the last two months.
Mrs. Lawrence Mechlin was most favorably impressed with her nephew's wife and her sister. The two young beauties captivated her at once. She was enthusiastic.
“My dear,” said she after dinner, addressing Elvira, “before I saw you and your sister I had been deliberating in my mind whether we should not go directly to our cottage in Newport and spend the remainder of the summer there. But now I think we had better go to Long Branch first, and then, unless you wish to visit Saratoga, we will go to Newport. How will that do?” She looked at George.
George smiled. He knew his aunt must be much pleased to put herself to the trouble of this traveling in hot weather. He replied:
“I am sure these young ladies will be most happy to follow you, aunt.”