He can have his lark, and that's all to-day. I want a
good deal of time to think before I surrender to him or any one
else."
During the remainder of the forenoon these musings prevented the
slightest trace of sentimentality from appearing in her face or
words. She had to admit mentally that Minturn gave her no occasion
for defensive tactics. He attended as strictly to business as did
Hiram, and she was allowed to come and go at will. At first she
merely ventured to the house, to "help mother," as she said. Then,
with growing confidence, she went here and there to select sites
for trees; but Minturn dug on no longer "like a steam-engine," yet
in an easy, steady, effective way that was a continual surprise to
the farmer.
"Well, Sue," said her father at last, "you and mother ought to
have an extra dinner; for Mr. Minturn certainly has earned one."
"I promised him only a dinner," she replied; "nothing was said
about its being extra."
"Quantity is all I'm thinking of," said Minturn. "I have the sauce
which will make it a feast.
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