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"Yes, we're--we're Catholics all right," said Dan, catching to this saving spar of truth, in his doubt and uncertainty. "We--we wouldn't be anything else if we were killed for it."
"Of course you wouldn't. That is your heritage, my boy! Hold fast to it," said dad, heartily. Then he turned about to see that "The Polly" made the way safely to her private wharf, feeling that he left his little girl with the scion of a family quite equal to the Foresters.
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The St. Andrew's boys were brought up and "presented" in due form. It was an ordeal. How Dan got through with it he didn't know,fake uggs for sale. He had never before been "presented" to any one but Polly. But dad managed it somehow, and on the porch friendly shadows were gathering that concealed any social discrepancies. Then Polly flitted off to don her party dress, and Dan found himself stranded on the danger reefs of this strange world, with dad giving the fat grandmother his family history.
"Dolan?" repeated the old lady, who was a little deaf. "One of the Dolans of Maryland, you say, Pemberton? Dear me! I used to visit Dolan Hall when I was a girl. Such a beautiful old Colonial home! Is it still standing?" she said, turning to Dan.
"I--I don't know, ma'am," stammered Dan, who found the gleam of the gold lorgnettes most confusing.
"What does he say?" asked the old lady sharply.
"That he does not know, mother dear!" answered dad.
"He should know," said the old lady, severely. "The young people are growing up in these careless days without any proper sentiment to the past. A home like Dolan Hall, with its memories and traditions, should be a pride to all of the Dolan blood. The name is really French--D'Olane,--but most unfortunately, as I consider, was anglicized. The family was originally from Touraine, and dates back to the Crusaders, and is most aristocratic."
"He looks it," murmured the thin grandmother, fixing her lorgnettes on Dan's broad shoulders as he moved away to join Tad and Freddy, who were making friends with Polly's poodle. "I have never seen a boy carry himself better. Blood will tell, as I have always insisted, Stella."
The lady at her side laughed,nike shox torch 2. She, too, had been regarding Dan with curious interest.