"It is; I thought you might find it more convenient."
"I think it's possible you're right; I believe you always are."
As he had been coming along in the dogcart he had not seemed to be in the best of spirits; now he was unmistakably cheerful; that package had made a difference. A question, however, which she asked seemed to annoy him more than, on the surface, it need have done.
"What became of Mr. Peters?"
"They gave him six months--confound the idiots?"
"Why confound them?"
The smile with which he accompanied his reply seemed forced.
"A lawyer likes his client to be acquitted."
"But Dr. Banyard says that he's a scoundrel."
"Dr. Banyard! You can tell Dr. Banyard, with my compliments, that he's a Pharisee."