"Have you been there?" asked Mrs. Pasmer, surprised that she was getting
so much information, but eager for more. "Why, how long have you known
them, Etta?"

"Only since Dan came to Harvard. Mr. Saintsbury took a fancy to him from
the start, and the boy was so fond of him that they were always insisting
upon a visit; and last summer we stopped there on our way to the
mountains."

"And the sisters--do they stay there the whole year round? Are they
countrified?"

"One doesn't live in the country without being countrified," said Mrs.
Saintsbury. "They're rather quiet girls, though they've been about a good
deal--to Europe with friends, and to New York in the winter. They're
older than Dan; they're more like their father. Are you afraid of that
draught at the windows?"

"Oh no; it's delicious. And he's like the mother?"

"Yes."

"Then it's the father who has the artistic taste--he gets that from him;
and the mother who has the--"

"Temperament--yes."

"How extremely interesting! And so he's going to be a lawyer. Why lawyer,
if he's got the talent and the temperament of an artist? Does his father