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Emerson's Wife and Other Western Stories by Florence Finch Kelly
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Governor's residence.

It was only a few minutes until Lieutenant Wemple appeared again and
walked rapidly away. For army discipline must be remembered and
maintained, even in times of peace and days of love. The old man gazed
at him until he disappeared around a corner, and then crossed the street
and knocked at the Coolidge door. Colonel Kate herself opened it and at
once held out her hands in welcome, crying, "_Entra_! _Entra_!" She
seized his hands and drew him in, pouring forth a voluble welcome in
Spanish. He did not give much heed to her words, but coldly asked, in
the same tongue:

"Where is my daughter?"

Barbara, in the next room, heard his voice, and her first unthinking
thrill of pleasure was quickly followed by a sinking of her heart which
chilled and saddened her happy face. Intuitively she knew what would
happen.

"She is here," Mrs. Coolidge replied. "She will be so glad! Barbara!
Come quickly! Here is some one very anxious to see you!"

The girl came slowly and stood before her father with downcast eyes. His
piercing glance ran over her dress, and then he grunted in severe
disapproval.

"Go, put on your own clothing. Then stand before your father."

"Yes, dear," chimed in Colonel Kate soothingly, "you must seem very
strange to him in that dress,--scarcely like his daughter. Put on your
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