"What?"
"Forgive my saying so, Mr. Sukkestad, but your daughter has made a deep impression on me."
"Really, Mr. Oiland, this...." Sukkestad trembled at what was to come.
"A deep impression on me. And I think I may venture to say that she herself——"
"Pardon me, Mr. Oiland. My daughter has no feelings in any matter before consulting her father's wishes."
"Oh, but she has, my dear father-in-law, I assure you."
"Father-in-law Mr. Oiland, this is most unseemly jesting." Sukkestad tried to break away, but Peter held him fast.
"But, my dear sir, what objection can you have to the match? We've always got on splendidly together, and I'm sure this present voyage, and our little adventures on the way, will always be among our most cherished memories—won't they, now?"
"Oh, this is too much! I would recommend you, Mr. Oiland——"
"Most kind of you. I was sure you would. And I'm quite an eligible suitor, really, you know. Got my degree—rather low on the list, I confess, but, anyhow.... I ought to tell you, though, that I don't propose to enter the Church."