Güldmar rose and grasped his hand fervently.
"By all the gods, I believe you are a true gentleman!" he said. "I ask your pardon if I have offended you by so much as a thought. But now"--and his face grew very serious--"we must talk this matter over. I will not speak of the suddenness of your love for my child, because I know, from my own past experience, that love is a rapid impulse--a flame ignited in a moment. Yes, I know that well!" He paused, and his voice trembled a little, but he soon steadied it and went on--"I think, however, my lad, that you have been a little hasty,--for instance, have you thought what your English friends and relatives will say to your marrying a farmer's daughter who,--though she has the blood of kings in her veins,--is, nevertheless, as this present world would judge, beneath you in social standing? I say, have you thought of this?"
Philip smiled proudly. "Certainly, sir, I have not thought of any such trifle as the opinion of society,--if that is what you mean. I have no relatives to please or displease--no friends in the truest sense of the world except Lorimer. I have a long list of acquaintances undoubtedly,--infinite bores, most of them,--and whether they approve or disapprove of my actions is to me a matter of profound indifference."
"See you!" said the bonde firmly and earnestly. "It would be an ill day for me if I gave my little one to a husband who might--mind! I only say might,--in the course of years, regret having married her."
"Regret!" cried Philip excitedly, then quieting down, he said gently. "My good friend, I do not think you understand me. You talk as if Thelma were beneath me. Good God! It is I who am infinitely beneath her! I am utterly unworthy of her in every way, I assure you--and I tell you so frankly. I have led a useless life, and a more or less selfish one. I have principally sought to amuse and interest myself all through it. I've had my vices to, and have them still. Beside Thelma's innocent white soul, mine looks villainous! But I can honestly say I never knew what love was till I saw her,--and now--well! I would give my life away gladly to save her from even a small sorrow."
"I believe you--I thoroughly believe you!" said Güldmar. "I see you love the child. The gods forbid that I should stand in the way of her happiness! I am getting old, and 'twas often a sore point with me to know what would become of my darling when I was gone,--for she is fair to look upon, and there are many human wolves ready to devour such lambs. Still, my lad, you must learn all. Do you know what is said of me in Bosekop?"