With a nervous smile and a little laugh of relief Auntie Nan signified assent.
“You are aware that a step like that costs money. How much have you got to spend on it?”
“I'm afraid, Peter——”
“You thought I might find the expenses, eh?”
“It's so good of you to see it in the right way, Peter.”
The Ballawhaine made a wry face. “Listen,” he said dryly. “Ross has just gone to study for the English bar.”
“Yes,” said Auntie Nan eagerly, “and it was partly that——”
“Indeed!” said the Ballawhaine, raising his eyebrows. “I calculate that his course in London will cost me, one thing with another, more than a thousand pounds.”
Auntie Nan lifted her gloved hands in amazement.
“That sum I am prepared to spend in order that my son, as an English barrister, may have a better chance——”