The girl pretended not to have seen, but her face was radiant.
The Colonel paused as he turned to leave the room:
"You will keep up your newspaper grind, my boy?" he asked.
"No. I'll jump at the chance to do the big thing. I'll give my whole time to it."
"Well, I suppose you're right. The way to do a thing is to do it."
As the father passed Elena he softly whispered:
"Your face shines like an angel's!"
"I am very happy," was the low answer.
Norman hastened to her side, and seized both her hands.
"I owe this to you, my stately queen."