"It's because he thinks you look like me. I tell you, Trana," said
Tant Sannie, "the man is mad with love of me. I told him the other night I
couldn't marry till Em was sixteen, or I'd lose all the sheep her father
left me. And he talked about Jacob working seven years and seven years
again for his wife. And of course he meant me," said Tant Sannie
pompously. "But he won't get me so easily as he thinks; he'll have to ask
more than once."
"Oh!" said Trana, who was a lumpish girl and not much given to talking; but
presently she added, "Aunt, why does the Englishman always knock against a
person when he passes them?"
"That's because you are always in the way," said Tant Sannie.
"But, aunt, said Trana, presently, "I think he is very ugly."
"Phugh!" said Tant Sannie. It's only because we're not accustomed to such
noses in this country. In his country he says all the people have such
noses, and the redder your nose is the higher you are. He's of the family
of the Queen Victoria, you know," said Tant Sannie, wakening up with her
subject; "and he doesn't think anything of governors and church elders and
such people; they are nothing to him. When his aunt with the dropsy dies
he'll have money enough to buy all the farms in this district."
"Oh!" said Trana. That certainly made a difference.
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