"Why young men," Lily demanded, "and not girls?" Caleb put a hand over hers in a gesture that had become familiar. She knew he wasn't silencing her, but merely asking her to wait. "I'd be willing to invest in something like that," he said. Rupert looked embarrassed and chagrined. "I couldn't take money from you." "Why not?" Lily wanted to know. She was still ruffled and spoke peevishly. "He must have piles of it, the way he throws it around." In that instant the tension was broken and both men laughed. "Perhaps I should discuss this with Winola," Rupert conceded. "I still want to know why it's going to be a boarding school for boys," Lily put in. Rupert smiled at her and took her hand. "Lily, dear, so many people don't believe in educating girls. Boys, now, they have to make their way in the world--" Lily was outraged. "And girls don't?" she snapped, looking from Caleb to Rupert. Caleb was distinctly uncomfortable, while Rupert wore his prejudices and complacency as easily as a pair of old slippers. "You and Winola are both notable exceptions, of course," Rupert allowed with a benevolent smile. "Mostly, though, girls just need to be taught to cook and sew and care for children, and they can learn those things right at home." Caleb closed his eyes as though bracing for an explosion. Lily leapt to her feet, waggling one finger in her brother's face. "Is that what you'll want for daughters of your own?" she sputtered. "Nothing but babies, and slaving for some man?" Rupert's expression was one of kindly bafflement. Obviously Winola's progressive ideas had not affected him. "It's what a woman wants--" Lily wouldn't have begrudged Rupert a penny if it hadn't been for his narrow and unfair views. "If you give this man money for a school that admits only boys, Caleb Halliday," she railed, "I'll make you sleep in the chicken house!" "Sit down," Caleb said quietly. Lily sat, but grudgingly. "I'll be happy to give you the money you need," Caleb told Rupert. Lily favored him with a horrified glare. "You mean you would support such a prejudice?" She was back on her feet again. "Tell me this, Caleb Halliday--do you want your daughters to be ignorant? I can assure you they won't be, because I will not permit it!" "That," said Caleb evenly, "is enough. You and I will discuss this later, in private." Lily's cheeks were flaming, but she resisted an impulse to storm off to the hotel in high dudgeon because she knew Caleb would not follow or try to assuage her anger in any way. "Yes, Major," she said sweetly. Caleb narrowed his eyes at her but said nothing. Rupert looked concerned. "I can't be the cause of trouble between the two of you," he said. "Winola and I will think of some other solution to the problem." "You could at least include girls in the classes," Lily said stiffly. But Rupert shook his head. "Their parents would never permit them to live in such close quarters with young men, Lily," he reasoned, "and rightly so." Lily still felt as though her entire gender had been insulted, but she kept silent. Finally,"