WESTON'S ADVOCATE A week had passed when Weston, who apparently had some business with Kinnaird, drove over to Scarthwaite again.

This time he brought a daughter, who, it appeared, lived for the most part with some more prosperous members of the family.

Arriving a little before lunch, they remained until the evening.

As it happened, Miss Weston displayed what she evidently considered a kindly interest in Ida, and graciously patronized her as a stranger and a Colonial, who was necessarily ignorant of a good many of the little amenities of life in the old country.
Her intentions were no doubt laudable, but the methods she adopted to set the stranger at her ease were not those most likely to endear the insular English to their cousins across the Atlantic.

Ida, to begin with, had not only a spice of temper but also no great reverence for forms and formulas, and the people that she was accustomed to meeting were those who had set their mark upon wide belts of forest and long leagues of prairie.