I'm a rough old father for such as you,
but nobody'll never love you better than I do, an' always have done.
So he's been faithful to you, for all they said. There ain't a
better man livin'! "It's a long time since I first asked the
question," he says, "but she's give me the right answer at last."
And he looks that glad of it.'
'He does? You're sure he does?'
'Sure? Why, you should a' seen him when I went into the room!
There's nothing more as I wish for now. I only hope I may live a
while longer, to see you forget all your troubles, my dear. He'll
make you happy, will Sidney; he's got a deal more education than
anyone else I ever knew, and you'll suit each other. But you won't
forget all about your old father? You'll let me come an' have a talk
with you now and then, my dear, just you an' me together, you know?'
'I shall love you and be grateful to you always, father You've kept
a warm heart for me all this time.'
'I couldn't do nothing else, Clara; you've always been what I loved
most, and you always will be.'
'If I hadn't had you to come back to, what would have become of me?'
'We'll never think of that. We'll never speak another word of that.
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