Just then, however, her father, who had waited a moment or two, stepped forward and shook hands with him.
"Where are you staying in the city ?" he asked.
"At Lemoine's boarding-house," answered Weston, mentioning a street in the French Canadian quarter, from which any one acquainted with the locality could deduce that he found it desirable to study economy.
"Doing anything here ?" asked Stirling.
Weston said that he had some mining business in hand; and he looked down at his clothes, when Stirling 'suggested that he should come' home with them to supper, though, from his previous acquaintance with the man, he was not astonished at the invitation.

Stirling laughed.
"That's quite right," he said.

"We call it supper, and that's how I dress.

I don't worry about the little men when I bring them along, and the big ones don't mind." Weston glanced at Ida, and when he saw that she seconded the invitation, he said that he would run around to his boarding-house first to see whether there were any letters or messages for him.
Stirling made a sign of comprehension, for this was a thing he could understand.

There had been a time when he had watched and waited for the commissions which very seldom came.
"Then you can come straight across as soon as you have called there," said Ida.
She presented him to her companion, who, it appeared, came from Toronto; and then she explained that they had climbed the mountain so that her friend might see the surroundings of the city.