“I have no objection, of course,” said her father, “if it is understood that I shall see the letters.”
“Of course,” responded Jean.
“May I have the pleasure of corresponding with your daughter, sir?”
“Yes, if I can see the correspondence.”
This was a greater concession than Jean had dared to hope for.
“Thank you, Captain Ranger. I am sure my mother will be delighted with the young lady’s letters. She has awakened my dormant sense of filial duty and inspired me with a determination to return to it. I shall not neglect my mother again.”
“Come, Jean! It is high time we were off!”
As her father spoke, the possible termination to this peculiar meeting gave him a heartache.
The last good-byes were spoken, and Captain Ranger heaved a sigh of relief. “It will be out of sight, out of mind, with both of ’em in less than a month!” he said, sotto voce.