That
night you looked so _triste_ I was afraid the present delightful
affair would never become a reality."
Florence did not confess that, on the evening in question, she had
misgivings herself.
CHAPTER XV
AN ELOPEMENT
The Hon. Nathaniel Adams Sawyer sat in his library reading a
ponderous legal document. It was full of knotty points requiring deep
thinking, and the Hon. Nathaniel was breathing deeply and thinking
deeply when the door was opened quietly and a young girl looked in.
She stood for a moment regarding the reader.
"Father, are you very busy?"
The man finished reading the page before noticing the speaker.
"I am always busy, Maude, except when asleep, and I sometimes think
my subliminal consciousness is active then."
Maude's inclination was to say "Oh, my!" but she repressed the
ejaculation.
"I can give you a few minutes, Maude, if the subject is an important
one. Come in."
Maude entered, seated herself, folded her hands in her lap and
regarded her father as a disobedient pupil would a teacher.
"Father--"
The Hon. Nathaniel was listening attentively.
"Father--"
"Repetition is effective if not indulged in to excess. I often use it
in my arguments before juries."
Maude flushed. She was particularly sensitive to sarcasm, but could
stand any amount of good-natured raillery.
"Father, I'm going to be married.
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