I hope to see him again so as to say
to him, 'Young man, beware; I have lost one daughter, and I am in no
mood to be trifled with.' I dare say," I continued, nonchalantly,
"that if you were to keep your eyes open you would be able to see what
is evidently going on under your very nose, my dear."
Josephine did not heed this taunt; she was thinking hard.
"I wonder who it could have been," she murmured, presently. "I have
noticed lately that Winona has acted as though she had something on her
mind; but I had assumed it might be because her patients were falling
off, owing to the death of that woman with consumption who could not be
persuaded that she had nothing the matter with her. It would be a
great relief to my mind to see the dear girl happily married. What did
he look like, Fred? Are you certain you have never seen him before?
just think: you're sure it wasn't Mr. Dyer or Mr. Benson? One might
call either of them tall, handsome, and impressive-looking."
"I have told you everything I know, Josephine," I retorted, fiercely.
"I don't know the man from Adam. I should think," I added, with a
sepulchral outburst, "that after what happened yesterday, Josephine,
you wouldn't be in so much haste to many the only girl we have left."
"Excuse me, Fred," she said, gently.
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