Mr. Carmody had risen, in his eyes the look of one who sees visions and beholds miracles. He gazed at his old friend in awe. Long as he had known him, it was only now that he realized his true nobility of soul.
"Wyvern!"
"Carmody," said Colonel Wyvern, "how are the pike?"
"The pike?" Mr. Carmody blinked, still dazed. "Pike?"
"In the moat. Have you caught the big one yet?"
"Not yet."
"I'll come up and try for him this afternoon, shall I?"
"Yes."
"He says 'Yes'," said John, interpreting.
"And only just now," said Colonel Wyvern, "I was savaging my daughter because she wanted to marry into your family!"