"Then you did intend to bring up the subject--some day?" he asked.
"Yes," said Victoria. She sat down again. "I have often wanted to hear- -your side of it."
"Whose side have you heard?" demanded Mr. Flint.
A crimson flush crept into her cheek, but her father was too disturbed to notice it.
"You know," she said gently, "I go about the country a good deal, and I hear people talking,--farmers, and labourers, and people in the country stores who don't know that I'm your daughter."
"What do they say?" asked Mr. Flint, leaning forward eagerly and aggressively.
Victoria hesitated, turning over the matter in her mind.
"You understand, I am merely repeating what they say--"
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