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"Mr. Banning will forgive me for appearing with the
lark," he continued volubly, determining to break the ice. "One
can't get the full benefit of a day in the country if he starts in
the afternoon."
The farmer was polite, but nothing more. If there was one thing
beyond all others with which he could dispense, it was a beau for
Sue.
Sue gave her father a significant, disappointed glance, which
meant, "I won't get my present to day"; but he turned and said to
Hiram, "Dig the hole right there, two feet across, eighteen inches
deep." Then he started for the house. While not ready for suitors,
his impulse to bestow hospitality was prompt.
The alert Mr. Minturn had observed the girl's glance, and knew
that the farmer had gone to prepare his wife for a guest. He
determined not to remain unless assured of a welcome. "Come, Miss
Banning," he said, "we are at least friends, and should be frank.
How much misunderstanding and trouble would often be saved if
people would just speak their thought! This is your birthday--YOUR
DAY. It should not be marred by any one.


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