Fenwick's Career

by Mrs. Humphry Ward

'Are you feeling better, father?'

'Yes—a good deal.'

'Well, then—now—I can tell you my news.'

And she deliberately drew out a photograph from her pocket, and held it up to him.

'Well'—said Fenwick, mystified. 'Who's the young man?'

'He's my young man'—was Carrie's entirely self-possessed reply.
'I'm going to marry him.'

'What?' cried Fenwick. 'Show him to me.'

Carrie yielded up her treasure rather timidly.

Fenwick looked at the picture, then put it down angrily.

'What nonsense are you talking, Carrie! Why, you're only a baby. You oughtn't to be thinking of any such things.'