He took Grace's hand and kissed it with old time courtliness, then slapped Duvall upon the shoulder.
"Go now, my children. If you stay longer I shall be unable to restrain my tears."
As the automobile turned the corner below, its occupants saw the old gentleman still standing on the sidewalk, gazing after them and waving his handkerchief in farewell.
"Dear old Lefevre," said Duvall, as he drew Grace to him and kissed her.