TAG; OR, THE CHIEN BOULE DOG
little boy from ‘Kebec’ so he says. The parents speakin’ no French and the child speakin’ no English, not decent ord’nary English, it’s—well I don’t deny it puzzles me.”
Mr. Burns’ eyes sparkled as he laid a respectful hand upon Mrs. Trent’s arm. “Really now, you tell things so well, I’m real interested. Well, well! Parents English an’ kid French, an’ parents look almost like a bridal couple, you said?”
The widow looked uneasy. “I’ve a good mind to tell you something, but,” she glanced at the young ladies, who promptly looked out of the window; she fidgeted. “Do you happen to be a family man, Mr. Burns?” she whispered.
“Two,” lied Mr. B. glibly.
“And do you happen to have a paper and pencil?” still whispering.
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