CHAPTER XLI.
Dexie stood in the doorway until her lover was out of sight; then,
remembering that the little table in the kitchen would tell tales, she was
soon stepping briskly about, and quickly removed all traces of the early
meal. Going softly into her father's room, she found him awake and feeling
very well, and in the best of spirits.
"I heard you in the hall," said he, pretending to scold. "A fine time for a
young man to be leaving the house, isn't it, now? I am astonished at you,
Dexie!"
"Well, dear papa, I am astonished too!" and they both laughed. "I am sure
if anyone had told me such a thing was about to happen, I would have
thought him a fit subject for a lunatic asylum."
"You look very happy over it, dear, or your face tells a story! But I
thought I smelt coffee when I woke up."
"So you did! My young man stayed to breakfast. What do you think of that?
He says he is going to plead 'extenuating circumstances,' if he is brought
to the bar. But don't you think you would like a cup of coffee and a nice
piece of toast?"
"Yes, I think I would; it is rather early for breakfast, but I feel ready
for it.
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