"You are a friend of Fritz's? of my grandson?"
"I have not the pleasure of knowing him, sir. Your niece's introduction leaves me to explain that I am just a wayfarer who had the misfortune to twist an ankle, an hour ago, on Skirrid, and crawled here to ask his way."
His face fell. "I was hoping that you brought news of Fritz. But you are welcome, sir, to rest your foot here; and I ask your pardon for not perceiving your misfortune. I am blind. But Wilhelmina—my grandniece—will attend to your wants."
"She is a young lady of very large heart," said I.
He appeared to consider for a while. "She is with me daily, but I have not seen her since she was a small child, and I always picture her as a child. To you, no doubt, she is almost a woman grown?"
"In feeling, I should say, decidedly more woman than child; and in manner."
"You please me by saying so. She is to marry Fritz, and I wish that to happen before I die."
Receiving no answer to this—for, of course, I had nothing to say—he startled me with a sudden question. "You disapprove of cousins marrying?"
I could only murmur that a great deal depended on circumstances.
"And there are circumstances in this case. Besides, they are second cousins only. And they both look forward to it. I am not one to force their
