"
"Well, it strikes me, Traverse, that the difference is not in your favor,"
and Mr. Sherwood smiled as he watched Guy's restless movements, for he was
now walking up and down the room.
"Love-making must be done in a different way than when I was a young man, I
fancy."
"Give your consent to the wooing, Mr. Sherwood, and I'll do the winning. I
will frankly admit that at present she appears to dislike me heartily, but
I have grounds to hope that there will be a change very soon. The signs may
not be visible to others, but I am not in despair, by any means," and he
stopped by the couch and smiled down at Mr. Sherwood's face.
"Well, Traverse, though I ought not to say it, she will make you the better
wife of the two. You are not blind, and if a daughter is loving, unselfish
and sympathetic to her old father, she will make a good wife. Success to
your wooing, though it looks to me as if it might be a tough job. If you
win her, you shall have my blessing with her; but do not take her away from
me, Traverse. You will not have long to wait, and I should miss her sadly."
"Well, there seems to be no sign of a speedy marriage at present," was the
smiling reply, as he took a seat by the window, "but I hope your life will
be spared for a long while yet.
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