"Oh, thank you, papa."
"But I want to know whether Mr. Graham has ever spoken to you—as a lover."
"Never, papa."
"Because under the circumstances of his present stay here, his doing so would, I think, have been ungenerous."
"He never has, papa, in any way—not a single word."
"And you have no reason to regard him in that light."
"No, papa." But in the speaking of these last two words there was a slight hesitation,—the least possible shade of doubt conveyed, which made itself immediately intelligible to the practised ear of the judge.
"Tell me all, my darling;—everything that there is in your heart, so that we may help each other if that may be possible."
"He has never said anything to me, papa."
"Because your mamma thinks that you are more anxious about him than you would be about an ordinary visitor."