Until then I'm afraid," with a smile which had a trace of bitterness in it; "I'm afraid you'll have to do the best you can with me.

I'll try to be no more of a nuisance than I can help.

Good night." When the two young people were left alone, Caroline turned to her brother.
"Steve," she said, "I'm afraid you were a little rude.

I'm afraid you hurt his feelings." The boy stared at her in wonder.

"Hurt his feelings!" he exclaimed.
"_His_ feelings! Well, by Jove! Caro, you're a wonder! Did you expect me to throw my arms around his neck?
If he had had any feelings at all, if he was the slightest part of a gentleman, do you suppose he would come here and disgrace us as he is doing?
Who invited him?
Did we?
I guess not!" "But he is father's brother, and father asked him to come." "No, he didn't.