"Don't say I have disappointed you! Who am I to tell my secret to, if not to you?
Don't let him go--don't! don't! You will break his heart.

He is afraid to tell his father; he is even afraid _you_ might be angry with him.

There is nobody to speak for us, except--except me.

Oh, don't let him go! Don't for his sake--" she whispered the next words in a kiss--"Don't for Mine!" Her father's kind face saddened; he sighed, and patted her fair head tenderly.

"Hush, my love," he said, almost in a whisper; "hush!" She little knew what a revelation every word, every action that escaped her, now opened before him.