CHAPTER XIV.
The Birth-Mark During my waiting for the summons to Mr.Trelawny's room, which I knew would come, the time was long and lonely.

After the first few moments of emotional happiness at Margaret's joy, I somehow felt apart and alone; and for a little time the selfishness of a lover possessed me.
But it was not for long.

Margaret's happiness was all to me; and in the conscious sense of it I lost my baser self.

Margaret's last words as the door closed on them gave the key to the whole situation, as it had been and as it was.

These two proud, strong people, though father and daughter, had only come to know each other when the girl was grown up.