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           "

           IfeltmyselfblushingtotherootsofmyhairasIwenton:

           "Thedutyofdelicacyinherdefencelessposition;myrespectforherfather—Ididnotknowyouthen,sir,asyourself,butonlyasherfather—restrainedme.Butevenhadnotthesebarriersexisted,Ishouldnothavedaredinthepresenceofsuchgriefandanxietytohavedeclaredmyself.Mr.Trelawny,IassureyouonmywordofhonourthatyourdaughterandIareasyet,onherpart,butfriendsandnothingmore!"Onceagainheheldouthishands,andweclaspedeachotherwarmly.Thenhesaidheartily:

           "Iamsatisfied,MalcolmRoss.Ofcourse,ItakeitthatuntilIhaveseenherandhavegivenyoupermission,youwillnotmakeanydeclarationtomydaughter—inwords,"headded,withanindulgentsmile.Buthisfacebecamesternagainashewenton:

           "Timepresses;andIhavetothinkofsomematterssourgentandsostrangethatIdarenotloseanhour.OtherwiseIshouldnothavebeenpreparedtoenter,atsoshortanoticeandtosonewafriend,onthesubjectofmydaughter’ssettlementinlife,andofherfuturehappiness."Therewasadignityandacertainproudnessinhismannerwhichimpressedmemuch.

           "Ishallrespectyourwishes,sir!"IsaidasIwentbackandopenedthedoor.Iheardhimlockitbehindme.

           WhenItoldMr.CorbeckthatMr.Trelawnyhadquiterecovered,hebegantodanceaboutlikeawildman.