"A good deal depends upon the side from which you argue.

But, frankly, Barker boy, though I think I know you in all your phases, I am not prepared yet to accept you as a match-maker! However, I'll think it over, and find out something more of this from your goddess, who seems to have bewitched you both.

But what does Mistress Kitty say to your admiration ?" Barker's face clouded, but instantly brightened.

"Oh, they're the best of friends; they're quite like us, you know, even to larks they have together." He stopped and colored at his slip.

But Demorest, who had noticed his change of expression, was more concerned at the look of half incredulity and half suspicion with which Stacy, who had re-entered the room in time to hear Barker's speech, was regarding his unconscious younger partner.
"I didn't know that Mrs.Horncastle and Mrs.Barker were such friends," he said dryly as he sat down again.