With that, he solemnly bowed and retired, and they all burst into laughter, long and merry. ‘Disguise is of no use,’ said Bella; ‘they all find me out; I think it must be, Pa and John dear, because I look so happy!’
Her husband feeling it necessary at this point to demand one of those mysterious disappearances on Bella’s part, she dutifully obeyed; saying in a softened voice from her place of concealment:
‘You remember how we talked about the ships that day, Pa?’
‘Yes, my dear.’
‘Isn’t it strange, now, to think that there was no John in all the ships, Pa?’
‘Not at all, my dear.’
‘Oh, Pa! Not at all?’
‘No, my dear. How can we tell what coming people are aboard the ships that may be sailing to us now from the unknown seas!’
Bella remaining invisible and silent, her father remained at his dessert and wine, until he remembered it was time for him to get home to Holloway. ‘Though I positively cannot tear myself away,’ he cherubically added, ‘—it would be a sin—without drinking to many, many happy returns of this most happy day.’
‘Here! ten thousand times!’ cried John. ‘I fill my glass and my precious wife’s.’