"Of course I wanted to see you again, dear--and just as much as you did me," returned Nidia, meaning it, too. "But even the `infernal savage-ridden country' has its bright side." "Meaning John Ames," said the old gentleman, with a laugh. In aspect Mr Commerell was of about medium height, scrupulously neat in his attire. He wore a short white beard, and had very refined features; and looking into his eyes, it was easy to see whence Nidia had got hers. In manner he was very straight to the point and downright, but it was not the downrightness which in nineteen cases out of twenty degenerates into mere brusquerie. He and John Ames had taken to each other wonderfully, and the old gentleman had already begun to look upon his son-in-law as his own son. "What I have got to say, child, is this," he went on; "and mind you, I don't much like saying it. However, here it is. When you have done your round on the Continent, why not come back here and make this your home? I know the old argument against relations-in-law in the same house and all that, but here it's different. You should both be as free as air as far as I am concerned. You know I am not of the interfering sort--indeed, you could have your own set of apartments, for the matter of that. But when I bought this property to retire to in my old age, it was with an eye to some such contingency, and--um--well, it could not have befallen better. Well, what I was coming to is that it is a large property and wants some looking after, and John will find plenty to do in looking after it. He will have to look after it for himself and you when my time is up, so may as well begin now." But Nidia took the old man's face between her hands as he sat, and stopped his utterance with a very loving kiss. "Father, darling, don't say any more about relations-in-law and interfering, and all that--bosh. Yes, bosh. _You_ interfering, indeed! And for the matter of that, I know that John is awfully fond of you; you get on splendidly together. Of course we will come back and take care of you, and we'll all be as happy together as the day is long." "God bless you, Nidia, child! Hallo! here he comes." "Who?" asked Nidia, with a ripple of mirth over the inconsequence of the remark--which certainly was funny.