That's
not bad for three days, eh, Milly?"
He looked at her keenly as he spoke, and a half smile flickered on his
lips. Miss King blushed slightly, and then, being very angry with
herself for blushing, grew quite red in the face. The judge's smile
broadened.
"From what you've seen of this man Meldon," he said, "would you suppose
that he's a very altruistic sort of person?"
"What do you mean?"
"Is he the sort of man who'd put himself about a great deal and take a
lot of trouble for the sake of doing a good turn to a friend? Do you
think, for instance, that he'd indulge in all sorts of elaborate
practical jokes with a view to frightening me out of Ballymoy, if he
thought my presence here was likely to interfere with any plan that his
friend Major Kent might have very much at heart?"
Miss King looked at the judge in some surprise. Then she suddenly
blushed again.
"Uncle Gilbert," she said, "you're too bad. I know what you're
thinking about. But why do you suppose that any of these men should
want to marry me?"
"You're a very attractive young woman, my dear," said the judge. "I
can quite understand-- What sort of a man is this Major Kent?"
"I won't talk about him," said Miss King.
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