Do you care so very much for Lancy
Gurney?" he asked, after a pause.
Dexie did not feel so embarrassed over this question as her father
expected. She was pleased to have her father take such an interest in her
little affairs of the heart, and show his sympathy in things that are
usually left to the mother and daughter to talk over together.
"I do not know if I can explain it to you, papa," she replied with a smile.
"I don't think I should care to marry Lancy--indeed, I am quite sure I
never shall, but I like him very much for all that; but you need not tell
anyone I said so, will you, papa?" she added, seeing a smile in her
father's eyes. "Lancy has been very kind to me ever since we came to
Halifax. You know yourself he has added very much to my pleasure by his
thoughtful attentions, but I do not think it will end as Lancy expects,"
and a pretty blush spread over her face.
"Then you have not given him any promise!" smiling at her red cheeks.
"No, but he seems to think everything will be as he hopes, and is so
pleasant over it that it is a pity to undeceive him. I'll promise not to
allow any love-making, for he knows very well it is useless to become
sentimental with me.
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