‘Don’t cry, my darling,’ said her father, with his hand to his eyes; ‘it’s excusable in me to be a little overcome when I find that my dear favourite child is, after all disappointments, to be so provided for and so raised in the world; but don’t you cry, don’t you cry. I am very thankful. I
I found this kind of touching because you can really tell how much he does love her. Although he is kind of pimping his daughter out, he does care for her feelings and hurts when she does. I thought this really was a sweet moment.