"I never heard such utter nonsense in all my life!" she protested stoutly—"and don't imagine I shall allow it!" But, as she looked at his resolute face, inwardly she commended his spirit.
"Of all the ridiculous notions..." she fumed; but McTaggart guessed she was wavering.
"Tell me, first, you're pleased about it? Do say you think I'll make Jill happy?"
"Well——" she paused—"I'll admit you'll try! She's a bit of a handful—that young woman."
Her grey eyes began to twinkle. Jill, she thought, had found her master.
"Yes—I'm glad. Though I shan't hear..."
He checked the protest audaciously. Before she could gather his intention he had stooped and kissed her faded cheek.
"Thank you, Aunt Elizabeth. On Tuesday week I'll take another—In the vestry!"
He chuckled gaily.
"Well—I never...!" Miss Uniacke gasped. For once her sharp tongue was silenced. Her face was flushed and, helplessly, she straightened the crooked brown fringe.