A moment's silence; then her arms around his neck:
"Dad!" she whispered, in breathless remonstrance.
"Yes, dear?"
"Don't you—feel well?"
"Perfectly."
"Then," fiercely, "don't dare hint such things!"
"About the—journey I spoke of?" he asked, smiling.
"Yes! Don't say such a thing! You are not going!—until I go, too!"
"If I could postpone the trip on your account——"
"Dad! Do you want to break my heart and kill me by such jokes?"