There was papa--that terrible bugbear on
all such occasions. What would papa say? She was sure her papa would
not allow her to marry and go so far away from her own family and
country. For herself, she liked the Americans--always had liked them;
so she said;--would desire nothing better than to live among them. But
papa! And Fanny sighed as she felt that all the recognised miseries of
a young lady in love were about to fall upon her.
Nevertheless, at her lover's instance, she promised, and declared, in
twenty different loving phrases, that nothing on earth should ever make
her false to her love or to her lover.
"Fanny, where are you? Why are you not ready to come down?" shouted
Mr. Damer, not in the best of tempers. He felt that he had almost been
unkind to an unprotected female, and his heart misgave him. And yet it
would have misgiven him more had he allowed himself to be entrapped by
Miss Dawkins.
"I am quite ready, papa," said Fanny, running up to him--for it may be
understood that there is quite room enough for a young lady to run on
the top of the Pyramid.
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