"Not definitely."
"I hope she doesn't."
"Don't be foolish, Peter. It would be an excellent match."
Mr. Pett shuffled his feet.
"I don't like him. There's something too darned smooth about that fellow."
"If you mean that his manners are perfect, I agree with you. I shall do all in my power to induce Ann to accept him."
"I shouldn't," said Mr. Pett, with more decision than was his wont. "You know what Ann is if you try to force her to do anything. She gets her ears back and won't budge. Her father is just the same. When we were boys together, sometimes—"
"Don't be absurd, Peter. As if I should dream of trying to force Ann to do anything."
"We don't know anything of this fellow. Two weeks ago we didn't know he was on the earth."
"What do we need to know beyond his name?"