“Mr. Lind,” said Conolly, decisively: “your daughter is engaged to me.”
Mr. Lind lost his temper, and rose, exclaiming, “I beg you will not repeat that, either here or elsewhere.”
“Pray be seated,” said Conolly courteously.
“I have nothing more to say, sir.”
Conolly rose, as though the interview were at an end, and seemed to wait for his visitor to go.
“We understand one another, I presume,” said Mr. Lind, dubiously.
“Not quite, I think,” said Conolly, relenting. “I should suggest our discussing the matter in full, now that we have a favorable opportunity—if you will be so good.”
Mr. Lind sat down, and said with condescension, “I am quite willing to listen to you.”
“Thank you,” said Conolly. “Will you tell me what your objections are to my engagement with your daughter?”
“I had hoped, sir, that your common sense and knowledge of the world would have rendered an explanation superfluous.”