Mrs. Holbrook glanced at her husband, who smiled his approval.
"Do you know Mr. Brown, the pastor in Beaufort?" asked the lady.
"He must be a very excellent man—I never heard of him," said her husband, with a touch of irony.
"I asked Mr. Jones," said Mrs. Holbrook, sweetly.
"No, ma'am, I never did," said the tall man, shooting his head upward and looking at his host. "He never did time."
"Never what?" asked the lady.
A sharp kick upon the shin bone from young Richard caused the sanctified man to raise a full foot higher in his seat.
"What's the matter?" he asked quickly.
"Aw, tumble," said the irreverent Richard.