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"Did you ask Lucy?" she
said, her voice almost refusing the teasing laugh she tried to make it
utter. "Did you ask her when Fred Kinney and she--"
"Yes. That story wasn't true. But the other one--" Here he stared at
Fanny, and then affected dismay. "Why, what's the matter with your
face, Aunt Fanny? It seems agitated!"
"Agitated!" Fanny said disdainfully, but her voice undeniably lacked
steadiness. "Agitated!"
"Oh, come!" Mr. Minafer interposed. "Let's have a little peace!"
"I'm willing," said George. "I don't want to see poor Aunt Fanny all
stirred up over a rumour I just this minute invented myself. She's so
excitable--about certain subjects--it's hard to control her." He
turned to his mother. "What's the matter with grandfather?"
"Didn't you see him this morning?" Isabel asked.
"Yes. He was glad to see me, and all that, but he seemed pretty
fidgety. Has he been having trouble with his heart again?"
"Not lately. No."
"Well, he's not himself. I tried to talk to him about the estate; it's
disgraceful--it really is--the way things are looking.


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