"'He tells you that he—he is in love with you?'"

[Pg 127]

"That he loves me."

"What!"

"It is true, father."

The man held her at arm's length roughly. "Good God!" he groaned, "how long has this been going on?"

"Only to-night. What do you mean, father?"

"He tells you that he—he is in love with you? With you?" repeated Herold unsteadily.

"Yes. It is true, too."