She had, since I last saw her, received the letter from John of which I have spoken, and when we entered her parlor where she and Madge were eating breakfast we found her very happy.
As a result she was willing and eager to act upon my advice.
She rose and turned toward her father.
"You told me, Doll, that the fellow was of noble blood.

Did you speak the truth ?" "Yes, father, I spoke the truth.

There is no nobler blood in England than his, save that of our royal queen.

In that you may believe me, father, for I speak the truth." Sir George remained silent for a moment and then said:-- "If the man is he whom I believe him to be he can have no true purpose with you.

Tell me, my child--the truth will bring no reproaches from me--tell me, has he misused you in any way ?" "No, father, before God, he has been a true gentleman to me." The poor old man struggled for a moment with his emotions; then tears came to his eyes and he covered his face with his hands as he started to leave the room.
Dorothy ran to him and clasped her arms about his neck.