“Fanny, this is foolishness,” said Sir Hampton, who looked as if in a state of collapse.
“It’s such foolishness as this that makes people happy,” said Lady Rea; “and if Mr Trevor loves my darling, as I know she loves him, no one shall stand in their way.”
“But, Fanny,” said Sir Hampton, “I...”
“Look here, Hampy, you used to be very fond of me. Now, how would you have liked my father to make me marry some one else?”
“May I come in?” said a little voice; and Fin peeped in, entered, and closed the door. “I saw Aunt Matty go, so I came. Oh, pa, dear, Tiny is in such trouble—how could you?”
She seated herself on his knee, nestled up to him, and the knight began to stroke her hair.
“There now,” said Fin, “I knew pa would be a dear kind old dad, as soon as he knew about Tiny. There now, I may fetch her down.”
“No, no, Finetta, certainly not, I...”
Fin was gone.
“There, Hampy,” said Lady Rea, going up to him, “you do love your children.”