"That is a fine rod you have there," he remarked to Maxwell.
"Yes, rather; fishing is my favorite sport. I have caught a five-pounder
with this light one," and in the discussion of flies, reels, etc., they
were fast forgetting that they were utter strangers but two short hours
ago.
Presently Maxwell asked, as if it had just occurred to him:
"Who is this young friend of yours, this Miss Sherwood? She is very
amusing; quite an original, is she not?"
"Well, she is something different from the average young lady, if that is
what you mean. She is an American."
"Ah! I thought as much; and your _sister's_ particular friend, is she?"
giving a sly look at Lancy.
"Yes," not heeding the look, but aware of the hint conveyed in the words.
"My sister's health is not good, and Miss Sherwood accompanies her to
Charlottetown, as she was not willing to go alone. They have been very
intimate ever since Miss Sherwood moved to Halifax. I am sure they are both
well pleased that we did not stay at the hotel, seeing that through your
kindness we have secured such comfortable quarters here."
"Don't mention it! that appeal to the winds would have moved the hardest
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