Leander laughed shortly. He sat down on the edge of a chair.
"I tell you, ain't Prue jolly?" he exclaimed.
"Do you find her so?"
"You bet I do! No end. So does the Britisher."
"The Britisher?"
"Yes, you know,—the lord fellow that's got eyes, but no chin to speak of. You've seen him, ain't you?"
"Never had that pleasure."
"That so? Thought you had. He's in plain sight here a lot."
"He hasn't been in plain sight much from this window," said Lawrence.
The boy looked at him keenly. "Got a pain?" he asked.