“I cancel the debt!” she interrupted, laughing. “Didn’t Father write to you?” she hurried on, “when you were so ill?”
“Oh, yes. The Professor’s note was the first I was allowed to read. He said all sorts of things that I didn’t deserve. He said that in spite of the flaws in my theology I had done honor to the old Seminary.”
“Really? Father will wear a crown and a harp for that concession. Did he give you any message from me, I wonder?”
“He said the ladies sent their regards.”
“Oh! Was that all?”
“That was all.”
“It was not quite all,” said Helen, after a moment’s rather grave reflection. “But never mind. Probably Father thought the exegesis incorrect somewhere.”
“Perhaps he objected to the context?” asked Bayard mischievously.
“More likely he had a quarrel in the Faculty on his mind and forgot it.”