There was no thought of triumph or reaction against his father.

He had been wrongly judged, and cruelly punished; and all he asked for or desired was that his father should speak kindly to him, and say that he had been blamed without a cause.

How many a dark shadow would such a gleam of sunshine have dispelled from his heart.

But no such gleam of light awaited his meeting with his father, who did not even raise his eyes to look at him as he came into his presence.
For awhile Andrew lingered in the room where his father sat reading, hoping for a word that would indicate a kinder state of feeling toward him.

But no such word was uttered.