"About what he said. How did he look?"
"I dare say he looked about as he always does—a little pale around the gills, perhaps, as one usually does when one's performing an unpleasant duty!"
"Dad!"
"You don't mean to say you think he enjoyed it?"
"They—they always have to do it in Europe," faltered Sue.
"So I understand. But he said he hadn't told you."
"He hasn't—he hasn't said a word."
"Oh—you just sort of scented it in the air, I suppose—sort of saw it coming."
"Every woman can tell when a man is in l-love with her," explained Susie, with dignity, but boggling a little at the crucial word. "What did you tell him, dad?"
"I told him to take you and welcome."