ay that, if she were my child, I would be guided by her,
instead of striving to cut her character to fit the totally different
pattern of my own."

He put on his hat, thrust his hands into his pockets, stood for some
seconds frowning so heavily that the shaggy eyebrows met and partially
concealed the cavernous eyes, then nodded to the master of the house, and
sought his buggy. From that day Irene was conscious of a keener and more
constant scrutiny on her father's part--a ceaseless _surveillance_, silent,
but rigid--that soon grew intolerable. No matter how she employed her time,
or whither she went, he seemed thoroughly cognizant of the details of her
life; and where she least expected interruption or dictation, his hand,
firm though gentle, pointed the way, and his voice calmly but inflexibly
directed. Her affection had been in no degree alienated by their long
separation, and, through its sway, she submitted for a time; but Huntingdon
blood ill-brooked restraint, and, ere long, hers became feverish,
necessitating release. As in all tyrannical natures, his exactions grew
upon her compliance. She was allowed no margin for the exercise of judgment
or inclination; her associates were selected, thrust upon her; her
occupations decided without reference to her wishes. From the heartless,
frivolous routine marked out, she shrank in disgust; and, painful as was
the alternative, she prepared for the clash which soon became inevitable.

From verbal differences she habitually abstained; opinions which she knew
to be disagreeable to him she carefully avoided giving expression to in his
presence; and while always studiously thoughtful of his comfort, she
preserved a respectful deportment, allowing herself no hasty or defiant
words. Fond of pomp and ceremony, and imbued with certain aristocratic
notions, which an ample fortune had always permitted him to indulge, Mr.
Huntingdon entertained company in princely style, and whenever an
opportunity offered. His dinners, suppers, and card-parties were known far
and wide, and Huntingdon Hall became proverbial for hospitality throughout
the State. Strangers were feted, and it was a rare occurrence for father
and daughter to dine quietly together. Fortunately for Irene, the servants
were admirably trained; and though this round of company imposed a weight
of responsibilities oppressive to one so inexperienced, she applied herself
diligently to domestic economy, and soon became familiarized