Now Kate had concluded that there was a definite thing he might be waiting for, since that talk about land.
She thought possibly she understood what it was.

He was a business man; he knew nothing else; he said so frankly.

He wanted to show her his home, his business, his city, his friends, and then he required--he had almost put it into words--that he be shown her home and her people.
Kate not only acquiesced, she approved.

She wanted to know as much of a man she married as Nancy Ellen had known, and Robert had taken her to his home and told his people she was his betrothed wife before he married her.
Kate's eyes were wide open and her brain busy, as they entered a finely appointed carriage and she heard John say: "Rather sultry.

Home down the lake shore, George." She wished their driver had not been named "George," but after all it made no difference.