“Where’s Miss Sommerton?” was the somewhat irrelevant reply.
“She has gone to her room. Ed., don’t keep me in suspense. What is wrong?”
“You remember John Trenton, who was here in the summer?”
“I remember hearing you speak of him. I didn’t meet him, you know.”
“Oh, that’s so. Neither you did. You see, he’s an awful good fellow, Trenton is—that is, for an Englishman.”
“Well, what has Trenton to do with the trouble?”
“Everything, my dear—everything.”
“I see how it is. Trenton visited the Shawenegan?”
“He did.”
“And he wants to go there again?”