the whole move conceal a trick?
His eyes strayed to the porch where his pretty sister sat languidly, and then toward the school where the other sister lived. John Taylor looked out on the porch, too. They glanced quickly at each other, and each wondered if the other had shared his thought. Harry Cresswell did not voice his mind for he was not wholly disposed to welcome what was there; but he could not refrain from saying in tones almost confidential:
‚ÄúYou could recommend this deal, then, could you‚ÅÝ‚Äîto your own friends?‚Äù
‚ÄúTo my own family,‚Äù asserted John Taylor, looking at Harry Cresswell with sudden interest. But Mr. ¬ÝCresswell was staring at the end of his cigar.