23/40 Well, he'll want it to-day." The young man looked round him, at the line strewn with unsightly debris, the ugly cutting which blocked the view, and the mists up-curling from the woods; then at the slight figure beside him. The corners of his mouth tried not to laugh. "I am afraid you are not going to like Canada, if it treats you like this." "I've liked every minute of it up till now," said Elizabeth warmly. "Can you tell me--I should like to know--who all these people are ?" She waved her hand towards the groups walking up and down. |