Shall we keep them?"
"Why, to be sure, Matilda. Take off your hats, my dears; you look warm. So
you are only going to make a short visit, my sister tells me."
"Yes; we are going on to Charlottetown in a day or two," Dexie replied.
"Perhaps you would like to go to your room at once? Matilda, let them have
the pink room; it will be the most pleasant. I will try and entertain the
young man while they are gone," said Mrs. Gleason, whose manner was as
quiet and pleasant as her sister's was sharp and abrupt.
But Maxwell had decided to see to the young man himself--long enough, at
least, to find out something about his companion; so, as soon as Mrs.
Morris left the room, he turned to the good-natured sister, saying:
"Let me take him to my room for awhile, Mrs. Gleason; then you will not be
bothered with either of us," and, reading permission in her smiling face,
he led the way upstairs.
The room Maxwell occupied was really worth visiting, and it told at a
glance the character of the owner. Its walls were decorated with articles
that would not have been allowed inside the doors had Mrs. Morris beheld
them in time to utter a protest, for she was as timid about some things as
she was sharp in others.
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