But it was Mr. M'Leod's fancy--his
wife's rather, I believe; and since we could meet it--it was my
duty to my clients at whatever cost to my own feelings--to make
him pay."
"That's really why I came to you. I understood from him you knew
the place well."
"Oh, yes. Always did. It originally belonged to some connections
of mine."
"The Misses Moultrie, I suppose. How interesting! They must have
loved the place before the country round about was built up."
"They were very fond of it indeed."
"I don't wonder. So restful and sunny. I don't see how they could
have brought themselves to part with it."
Now it is one of the most constant peculiarities of the English
that in polite conversation--and I had striven to be polite--no
one ever does or sells anything for mere money's sake.
"Miss Agnes--the youngest--fell ill" (he spaced his words a
little), "and, as they were very much attached to each other,
that broke up the home."
"Naturally. I fancied it must have been something of that kind.
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