"I want to have a talk with you, Louise," her brother said, seating her
comfortably on a sofa and drawing up a chair beside her.
"And I think I know what about," she returned with heightened color,
glancing toward Elsie, "but let me tell you beforehand, Horace, that you
may as well spare yourself the trouble. I have already accepted Mrs.
Delaford's offer."
"Louise! how could you be so hasty in so important a matter?"
"Permit me to answer that question with another," she retorted, drawing
herself up haughtily, "what right have you to call me to an account for so
doing?"
"Only the right of an older brother to take a fraternal interest in your
welfare and that of his nieces."
"What is it, mother?" asked Calhoun.
She told him in a few words, and he turned to his uncle with the query why
he so seriously objected to her acceptance of what seemed so favorable an
offer.
"Because I think it would be putting in great jeopardy the welfare of your
sisters, temporal and spiritual"
"What nonsense, Horace!" exclaimed Mrs. Conly angrily. "Of course I shall
expressly stipulate that their faith is not to be interfered with.
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