I suppose it's because we're a little too real." "To come back to the wedding," Roger suggested.
"To come back to the wedding, father dear," his daughter said compassionately.

"I'm afraid it's going to be a 'mere form' which will make you rather wretched.

When you get so you can't endure it, come in and see me and the baby." As he started for home, her words of warning recurred to his mind.

Yes, here was the thing that disturbed him most, the ghost lurking under all this confusion, the part which had to do with himself.

It was bad enough to know that his daughter, his own flesh and blood, was about to settle her fate at one throw.