I am pleased to
hear that your prospects are so bright, but you did not tell me half enough
about your pretty English lassie, or in what direction her talents lie, but
I can well believe that I am far in the shade so far as music goes. I
cannot tell you what you ask, Lancy, for my love has not been asked for in
words; but I am very happy, and if my future holds nothing brighter than my
present life, it will be well worth living, for the only shadow is the
thought of poor papa's sufferings. And now, dear Lancy, good-bye. This is
my last letter to you, but if we ever meet again I think you will find that
I am the same old Dexie."
The letter had such a kind, honest ring to it that it quite relieved
Lancy's mind, and he wondered what Dexie would say if she knew that his
ladylove was only a passable singer, and had no talent for music at all.
Truly, he had fallen in love with his opposite.
CHAPTER XXXVIII.
"I say, Traverse! I believe you are getting melancholy," said Mr. Fenerty,
as, seated in Guy Traverse's office, he watched Guy bend over the papers on
the desk before him, yet seeming to accomplish nothing.
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