She thought of Jefferson and a soft light came into her eyes as she foresaw a happy wifehood shared with him.
"Why so sober," demanded Ryder, "you've gained your point, your father is to be restored to you, you'll marry the man you love ?" "I'm so happy!" murmured Shirley.

"I don't deserve it.

I had no faith." Ryder released her and took out his watch.
"I leave in fifteen minutes for Washington," he said.

"Will you trust me to go alone ?" "I trust you gladly," she answered smiling at him.

"I shall always be grateful to you for letting me convert you." "You won me over last night," he rejoined, "when you put up that fight for your father.