Jane laughed as she said:
"Abel can talk fast enough sometimes; you ought to hear him and Father, they are never at a loss for something to say."
"I don't think I have met your father," he said.
"He's seldom out in the daytime; his duties are mostly at night. He's
Mr. Chesney's game-keeper."
"That's an important position I should think; there seems to be plenty of game in Trent Park."
"There is when you know where to find it. Do you know Mr. Chesney?"
"I have not that pleasure. Of course you know him?"
"Very well; he is a nice man, so friendly. He gave me Jack," said Jane.
"Who's Jack?"
"My dog, a big black retriever; he's generally with me but I left him at home to-day; there have been tramps about lately."