"
"There! that is just the way I am served. Directly I am beginning to enjoy
myself, my pleasures are nipped in the bud;" then changing his tone, he
added, "Yes, dear child, I do feel a little weary. If Traverse will be kind
enough to wheel me back to my room, I guess I will let Jarvis put me to
bed; I hear her rummaging about looking for me now," and he smiled as he
drew her face down and kissed it.
"Dear papa, I wish it was in your power to escape her search."
Mr. Sherwood understood the wish, and pressed her hand in reply.
Mr. Traverse was soon back by Dexie's side, watching the hands that were
evoking such sweet strains, but she seemed hardly aware of his presence
until he said, in a low tone:
"Remembering what you told me, Miss Dexie, I was not surprised to hear that
you were shortly to be married. May I know the truth from your own lips,
Miss Dexie?"
"I do not know why the report, true or otherwise, should trouble any
person, Mr. Traverse," and she stooped to pick up some scattered music, and
hide her face at the same time.
"It is more to me than you think, Miss Dexie. If you will admit that the
report is true, I will not trouble you with further questions; but I
understand, from what your father said, that the rumor is not correct.
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