A great wrong has been perpetrated, but we must find
some way to right it without involving such extremely nice young
women in the annoyance of legal proceedings."
Katy folded her arms and raised her head. All her share of the
blarney of Ireland began to roll from the mellow tip of her
tongue.
"Now, the nice man ye are, to be seein' the beauty of them girls
so quick," she said. "The good Lord airly in the mornin' of
creation thought them out when He was jist fresh from rist, and
the material was none shopworn. They ain't ladies like 'em
anywhere else in the whole of California, and belave me, a many
rale ladies have I seen in my time. Ye can jist make up your
mind that Miss Linda is the broth of the earth. She is her
father's own child and she is like him as two pase in the pod.
And Marian growed beside her, and much of a hand I've had in her
raisin' meself, and well I'm knowin' how fine she is and what a
juel she'd be, set on any man's hearthstone. I'm wonderin',"
said Katy challengingly, "if you're the Mr. Snow at whose place
she is takin' her lessons, and if ye are, I'm wonderin' if ye
ain't goin' to use the good judgment to set her, like the juel
she would be, ia the stone of your own hearth."
Eugene Snow looked at Katy intently. He was not accustomed to
discussing his affairs with household helpers, but he could not
look at Katy without there remaining in his vision the forte of
Linda standing beside her, a reassuring arm stretched across her
shoulders, the manner in which she had presented her and then
left her that she might be free to answer as she chose with out
her young mistress even knowing exactly what was asked of her.
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