"Why not?" he asked. But I saw he was quizzing.
"It's a widow," he said. "I'll tell you that much."
Even then I was nonplussed.
"Ted, you've no imagination! Is Christian Logan too old?"
"Christian Logan! Of course not! Who's the happy man?"
"He's not altogether happy yet," returned Val. "There are obstacles in the way at present. Do you know the Camerons of Redbank Farm at all?"
"Camerons of Redbank! Why, they're Protestants!"
"Tell me something I don't know already," he retorted.
"I can say very little about them. There are two brothers, I believe—one very middle-aged and the other less so. I may have passed the time of day with one or the other."
"Well, it's the less middle-aged one—Lachlan by name—who wants to marry Christian. It's all right about religion. He's ready to make all the necessary promises, and moreover, remarked quite spontaneously that he intended coming to church with his wife after they were married—a most unusual undertaking in these cases. He's evidently merely ignorant of everything Catholic; not bigoted, really. With a wife like Christian, he is most likely to enter the Church himself eventually."