“Except everything there is to know of life in the great North land, and——”
“Don’t interrupt me, child. You have your father’s habit of interrupting. What I mean is that he has seen nothing outside this country, and very little of that; no experience of men and affairs.”
“Adelina told me a lot of wonderful things he is doing in Vancouver, wonderful for a boy.”
“Adelina!” Her mother’s voice was full of scorn. “Much her judgment is worth in matters of this kind! And the girl is mad about him herself.”
“Is she?” asked Peg, with a queer little smile.
“And he would suit her admirably.”
“Perhaps I ought to tell him, Mamma,” said Peg, with a gleam in her eye. “Only I don’t think he would listen to me.”
Her mother looked at her sharply. “What do you mean, Peg? You are most annoying and perplexing.”
“I mean, Mamma, that Paul loves me and would not look at Adelina.”
Her mother gasped. “And how do you know, child?”