"They were evidently a most affectionate family. As the train moved off the three stood arm in arm before the carriage-door.
"'Got two sweethearts to-night, sir,' said the man.
"'And without jealousy,' said I. 'I congratulate you on each of them.'
"'I hope you'll forgive my daughter,' he said; 'she's an impulsive little baggage.'
"'She may repeat the offence the next time we meet,' I replied; and we all laughed.
"It was a joyful ending to what had been, in some respects, a painful experience."
"I don't see the point of your story, Professor; and I am at a loss to imagine what it has to do with my introduction." This from the Pessimist.
"The story has only begun," said the Professor, who was sipping his tea.
"Those kisses at the end were jolly hard lines on a man who dislikes sentiment," said the Son of the House.