"Oh, I make it pleasant for them too. Didn't it look so to-day?" The glance he gave him authorized Keith to go on.
"Did it ever occur to you that you might make it too pleasant for them--for a time?"
"Ah! I have thought of that. But that's their lookout."
"Wickersham," said Keith, calmly, "that's a very young girl and a very ignorant girl, and, so far as I know, a very innocent one."
"Doubtless you know!" said, the other, insolently.
"Yes, I believe she is. Moreover, she comes of very good and respectable people. Her grandfather--"
"My dear boy, I don't care anything about the grandfather! It is only the granddaughter I am interesting myself in. She is the only pretty girl within a hundred miles of here, unless you except your old friend of the dance-hall, and I always interest myself in the prettiest woman about me."
"Do you intend to marry her?"
Wickersham laughed, heartily and spontaneously.
"Oh, come now, Keith. Are you going to marry the dance-hall keeper, simply because she has white teeth?"