Touchett's visitor pursued, "I'm not sure of that either. One can
but try!"
"Try as much as you please, but don't try on my niece," smiled the
old man, whose opposition to the idea was broadly humorous.
"Ah, well," said Lord Warburton with a humour broader still,
"perhaps after all, she's not worth trying on!"
CHAPTER 2
While this exchange of pleasantries took place between the two Ralph
Touchett wandered away a little, with his usual slouching gait, his
hands in his pockets and his little rowdyish terrier at his heels. His
face was turned toward the house, but his eyes were bent musingly on
the lawn; so that he had been an object of observation to a person who
had just made her appearance in the ample doorway for some moments
before he perceived her. His attention was called to her by the
conduct of his dog, who had suddenly darted forward with a little
volley of shrill barks, in which the note of welcome, however, was
more sensible than that of defiance. The person in question was a
young lady, who seemed immediately to interpret the greeting of the
small beast. He advanced with great rapidity and stood at her feet,
looking up and barking hard; whereupon, without hesitation, she
stooped and caught him in her hands, holding him face to face while he
continued his quick chatter.
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