He didn't answer.
"What is the kind he does not understand, Mr. Rufus?" said
Elizabeth.
"Ploughing with another man's heifer."
"Why, what's that, Rufus? I don't know what you mean," said
Miss Cadwallader.
No more did Elizabeth, and she had no mind to engage the speaker on unequal terms. She called her cousin off and took the road home, leaving Winifred to speak to her brother and follow at her leisure.
"How different those two people are," she remarked.
"Which one do you like best?"
"Winthrop, a great deal."
"I know you like him the best," said her cousin wilfully.
"Of course you do, for I tell you."