"Certainly; I shall only be too happy. What can I do to amuse you? Shall I read to you?"
Violet shrugged her shoulders.
"No, talk to me," she said, with pretty imperiousness. "I have been shut up so long that I am pining for entertaining society."
Wallace flushed at this. He was not used to talking to fine young ladies; he had been very little in society, and had met but very few people in fashionable life. His days were occupied by work, for he had to support himself and his mother, while his evenings were devoted to study.
But he really desired to amuse his lovely visitor, and so, going to a book-case, he took down a large, square book and brought it to her.
"Have you ever seen any agricultural drawings, Miss Huntington?" he inquired.
"No," Violet said.
"Do you think it would interest you to examine some?"
"Oh, yes," she answered, eagerly.
She would have been interested in anything which he chose to talk about.