So much the better. When I've married her
she'll settle down like other Southern girls."
"I think we had better discuss these matters more privately,
nephew," said Mrs. Baron.
"Beg pardon, I reckon we had, aunt. My advice, however, is that we
act first and discuss afterward."
"We'll talk it over to-morrow, nephew," said Mr. Baron. "Of course
as guardian I must adopt the best and safest plan."
Chunk's ears were long if he was short, and in waiting on a soldier
near the window he caught the purport of this conversation.
CHAPTER V
WHATELY'S IDEA OF COURTSHIP
When waiting on the table, Zany either stood like an image carved
out of black walnut or moved with the angular promptness of an
automaton when a spring is touched. Only the quick roll of her eyes
indicated how observant she was. If, however, she met Chunk in the
hall, or anywhere away from observation, she never lost the
opportunity to torment him. A queer grimace, a surprised stare, an
exasperating derisive giggle, were her only acknowledgments of his
amorous attentions.
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