18/41 Well, if it ain't that, Andrew Brewster, what is it ?" "Now, you let him alone till after supper, Eva," Fanny said. "Do let him have a little peace." "Well, I'll get it out of him afterwards," Eva said. Ellen, who had followed them, stood looking at them both, her lips parted, her eyes full of half-alarmed curiosity. Andrew shrank from her impatiently. |