? ? ? ? "I shall go with you, of course," he said.
? ? ? ? "I knew that you would offer--that you would wish to go, Mr. Clayton; but you must not. Jane is beyond human assistance now. What was once my dear little girl shall not lie alone and friendless in the awful jungle.
? ? ? ? "The same vines and leaves will cover us, the same rains beat upon us; and when the spirit of her mother is abroad, it will find us together in death, as it has always found us in life.
? ? ? ? "No; it is I alone who may go, for she was my daughter-- all that was left on earth for me to love."
? ? ? ? "I shall go with you," said Clayton simply.
? ? ? ? The old man looked up, regarding the strong, handsome face of William Cecil Clayton intently. Perhaps he read there the love that lay in the heart beneath--the love for his daughter.
? ? ? ? He had been too preoccupied with his own scholarly thoughts in the past to consider the little occurrences, the chance words, which would have indicated to a more practical man that these young people were being drawn more and more closely to one another.
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