"Yes."
"But I don't see the joke?"
"Why, Aggie," he turned to her seriously. "Almost I don't think it is a joke."
"Father!"
"Well, dear? You seem to be so interested in the man."
"Father, oh, father!" and the next instant she was crying. He reached out and caught her fondly to him. "My girl, my girl, I didn't intend to upset you. Now be papa's little darling and don't cry any more!"
"You have never been this way before," she sobbed. He caressed her more now.
"Well, dearest. You see. Well, your mother—"
"My mother!" she sat quickly up.
"We are going to raise a great crop this year. I feel sure of it."