14/15 "Oh, father, why didn't you come in ?" cried the daughter. "I missed you so!" The man blinked a moment at the lights and looked toward his wife, who was busy at a table, as he said: "Who? You oughtn't to bother about me. Well, John," he smiled, as he put out his hand, "the seegars seems to be on you--as the feller says." And John put his arm about Lycurgus Mason, as they walked out of the kitchen, and Jane reached for her gingham apron. |