He has not told me." "Well, he ought to, doggone him!" "I could not permit him to do so if he tried." "What! You wouldn't permit?
What in tarnation do you mean ?" "You forget, daddy, I have no right to his love.

It would be wrong--all wrong.

Good-night, daddy," she cried, impulsively kissing him and dashing away before he could check her, but not before he caught the sound of a half sob.

For a long time he sat and stared at the fire in the grate.

Then he slapped his knee vigorously, squared his shoulders and set his jaw like a vise.