tongue-tip, discreetly, to see how sharp they are, and cogitates. "At least," she continues, "I do know. He never takes his eyes off mamma from the minute he comes into the house."
"Oh!"
"Besides—lots of things! Oh no; as far as that goes, I should say he was spooney."
"I see. You're a vulgar child, all the same! But about your mother—that's the point."
The vulgar child cogitates still more gravely.
"I should say now," she says, after thinking it over, "that—only I never noticed it at the time, you know——"
"That what?"
"That mamma knows Mr. Fenwick is spooney, and looks up at times to see that he's going on."
Lætitia seems to receive this idea with some hesitation or reserve. "Looks up at times to see if he's going on?" she repeats inquiringly.
"Yes, of course—like we should. Only I didn't say 'see if.' I said 'see that.' It makes all the difference."