Catholics -- United States -- Fiction; Fathers and daughters -- Fiction; Nuns -- Fiction; West (U.S.) -- Fiction; Young women -- Fiction
"You may be sure," she said, in case later on any such affectionate
misgiving should trouble him, "that she will be happy. Unseen by you or
us she will do great things for God and His children. You shall share in
it by giving her to Him when He calls. She is your only child ("As yet,"
thought Don Joaquin, even now more concerned for her brother, than for
her) and God will reward your generosity. He never lets Himself be
outstripped in that. For the gift of Abraham's son He blest his whole
race."
Don Joaquin knew very little about Abraham, but he understood that all
the Jews since his time had been notably successful in finance.
It did not cause him any particular emotion to leave his daughter. She
was being left where she liked to be, and would doubtless be at home
among these holy women who seemed to think so much of her, and to be so
fond of her. He had forgiven her for wishing to be a nun and thought
highly of himself for having given his permission.
The nuns thought he concealed his feelings to spare Mariquita's, and
praised God for the unselfishness of parents.
Mariquita had never expected tenderness from him, but she thought him a
good man and a good father, and was very grateful for his concession in
abandoning his insistence on her marriage, and sanctioning her choice of
her own way of life. And he did embrace her on parting, and bade God
bless her, reminding her that it would be her duty to pray much for
himself and Sarella. At the range he found a letter, which had arrived
late on the day on which he had left home with her, and this letter he
took as a proof that she had prayed to some purpose. The dispensation
was granted and he could now fix his marriage for any date he chose.
"Did she send me her love?" Sarella asked, jealous of being at all
forgotten.
"Yes, twice; and when I kissed her she said, 'Kiss Sarella for me.' Also
she sent you a letter."
Sarella received very few letters and liked getting them. She was rather
curious to see what sort of letter Mariquita would write, and made up
her mind it would be "nunnish and poky."
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