Then Mr. Denny bethought him of his duty, and he introduced his newly found relative to his daughter and to Mr. Lawrence Belford, and then bade him draw up to the table for breakfast. The young man made the motions suitable for such an occasion, and then he turned to pay his expressman. This trifling incident deserves record as happily illustrating the young man's noble character.
"Thank you, sir. Breakfast will be a cheerful episode. I've a glorious appetite, for I walked up from the station."
"There's a coach, Mr. Franklin, and it passes our door."
"I knew that, sir, but I preferred to walk and see the country. Fine section of conglomerate you have in the road cutting just above the station."
"Eh! What were you saying?"
"I said that I observed an interesting section of conglomerate—water-worn pebbles, I should say—mingled with quartz sand, on the roadside. I must have a run down there and a better look at it after breakfast."
Mr. Denny was somewhat overwhelmed at this, and said doubtfully,
"Ah, yes, I remember—yes, exactly."
"Are you interested in geology, Miss Denny?"
Alma was rather confused, and tried hard to find the lump of sugar that had melted away in her coffee, and said briefly,