When he had finished he coolly put it in his pocket.
"I'll see to this," said he.

"You choose the best time of day for a walk, Miss Oliphant." "Shall you really be able to settle this for Hodder ?" replied she.
"I've very little doubt about it." The old man chuckled ungallantly.

"He, he," said he, "Missy, you ladies are good enough for tea and sugar, but it takes a man to put the likes of me right with my masters." Armstrong flushed angrily at this speech and was about to relieve his mind when Rosalind laughingly interposed-- "Poor old Hodder! You're quite right; I should never have been clever enough to help you.

Good-bye.

I'm so glad." To tell the truth, Miss Oliphant was a good deal more engrossed with what the old man had let drop concerning the lost Roger than with the tutor and his knowledge of the law of landlord and tenant.
"Suppose he did not die!" she said, half scared at the boldness of the suggestion.