Twice he's asked me to play to him, and once he asked me if Mary wasn't about ready to dress up in Marie's clothes again.

But he was joking then, I knew, for Aunt Jane was right there in the house.

Besides, I saw the twinkle in his eyes that I've seen there once or twice before.

I just love that twinkle in Father's eyes! But that hasn't come any since Mother's letter to Aunt Jane arrived.
He's been the same in one way, yet different in another.

Honestly, if it didn't seem too wildly absurd for anything, I should say he was actually sorry to have me go.