“Yes, after your dinner up at college. He's been here two or three times lately.”
“The deuce he has!”
“Yes, and he talks so pleasant to aunt, too. I'm sure he is a very nice gentleman, after all. He sat and talked tonight for half an hour, I should think.”
“What did he talk about?” said Tom, with a sneer.
“Oh, he asked me whether I had a mother, and where I came from, and all about my bringing up, and made me feel quite pleasant. He is so nice and quiet and respectful, not like most of you. I'm going to like him very much, as you told me.”
“I don't tell you so now.”
“But you did say he was your great friend.”
“Well, he isn't that now.”
“What, have you quarreled?”
“Yes.”