" Her face flamed with
sudden fervor; he was struck by the almost pathetic eagerness that
leaped into her eyes, transfiguring them. "I have tried so hard to
give her something of what I had myself, David, when I was a girl.
Everything depends on the next year or two. She is thinking for
herself now. It is the turning-point. You must know, David, you must
see that she is not like the others here."
"She is like you," he said, very simply.
The blood surged once more to her cheeks; her lips parted with the
quick breath of joy and gratitude. She thanked him very gently, very
gravely. No word was uttered against the man who was Christine's
father.
"I prayed last night, David, that you might stay with the show until
the end of this season. I am determined that it shall be her last, no
matter what it may cost both of us."
"Cost both of us," thought he, and at once knew what she meant. The
cost, if necessary, would be the husband and father.
Then she told him, in hurried sentences, that she had watched him in
the ring, and that her daughter had come back to her with glowing
reports of his composure and cleverness.
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