"If you like."
"I want him to see you like this— There's the car!" He hailed it.
So they came into Herman Medfield's room and stood before him with the armful of flowers. And he looked up at them—and smiled.
"God bless you, my children!" he said, after a critical glance at their smiling faces. "That is the proper thing to say, isn't it?" His eyes dwelt on them fondly.
Julian glanced at her. "I told you!" he said meaningly.
"What did you tell her?"
"That you knew all along, sir. I told her I never fooled you yet!"
"Well, you have tried hard enough.... Come here, please, Daughter."
So she went over and stood beside him and bent a little for him. And he kissed her, and looked at the delicate color that came and went in her face, and at the slender freshness of her figure as it straightened itself.
"I am glad my boy has done so well," he said quietly.... "I think I'll go to bed, when my nurse comes back. I am a little tired, I find."