At sight of Elizabeth he stopped and raised his hat.
"Am I speaking to Lady Merton?
I have some letters here, that have been waiting for you at Winnipeg, and they've sent them out to you." He placed the packet in her hand.

The Canadian moved away, but not before Elizabeth had seen again the veiled amusement in his eyes.

It seemed to him comic, no doubt, that the idlers of the world should be so royally treated.

But after all--she drew herself up--her father had been no idler.
She hastened to her brother; and they fell upon their letters.
"Oh, Philip!"-- she said presently, looking up--"Philip! Arthur Delaine meets us at Winnipeg." "Does he?
_Does he_ ?" repeated the young man, laughing.

"I say, Lisa!--" Elizabeth took no notice of her brother's teasing tone.