10/13 He came forward to him with both hands, and said, "My son!" "Father," said Walter, in a whisper, "what is it ?" "Have you heard nothing ?" "Nothing but good news, father--that you approve my choice." "Ah, John told you that!" "Yes, sir." "And did he tell you anything else ?" "No sir, only that some great misfortune is upon me, and that I have my father's sympathy." "You have," said the Colonel, "and would to God I had known the truth before. She is not Bartley's daughter at all; she is Hope's daughter. Her virtue shines in her face; she is noble, she is self-denying, she is just, she is brave; and no doubt she can account for her being at the Lake Hotel in company with some man or other. Whatever that lady says will be the truth. That's not the trouble, Walter; all that has become small by comparison. |