"Yes, love."
"Then I will give you a kiss, daddy, because you did win," and she suited the action to the word.
Geoffrey went from the little room with a softened heart. He dressed and ate some dinner.
Then he sat down and wrote a long letter to Beatrice, telling her all about the trial, and not sparing her his reasons for adopting each particular tactic and line of argument which conduced to the great result.
And though his letter was four sheets in length, he knew that Beatrice would not be bored at having to read it.