‘Oh no; my cousins are not like Walter; but I love them very much; I hope he will be friends with them, more, later on.’
I did not mind what Mrs. Sebright said; I did not mind what Walter had told her about them.
I thought:
‘She feels about Walter as I do about Hugo; I am glad that some one feels about him like that.’
Walter came in then. He had left me alone with his mother for a talk. He stood beside her with his hand on her shoulder, and looked at me.
‘Wasn’t I right, Mother?’ he asked softly. ‘Isn’t she all I said?’
He looked flushed and happy; his eyes were shining; I wished he would not wear those black steel spectacles.
Grandmother went to call on Mrs. Sebright. Grandmother was the only person who seemed really pleased at the engagement.
She said:
‘I like your young man. He has brains and character. You might have done worse. You won’t be well off, not at all well off; but that does not matter; we all value money too highly, and you will have enough when I die,’