While he scribbled, Force looked
on in perplexity.
"There!" said Mr. Bingle, tearing out the sheet and handing it to the
president of the bank. "You may read it, Mr. Force. Give it to her,
and see if she doesn't brighten up a bit."
Force read the note. He read it aloud, as if that was the only way to
get the full meaning of it.
"'Dear Kathleen: Your old daddy loves you. You must always love him,
and you must make your new daddy fetch you to see him some day. Come
and see Freddie and all the other kiddies. They will be so delighted
to see you, for they all love you. And if your new daddy will fetch
you to see your old daddy once in a while, I am sure you will come to
love your new daddy as much, if not more than you love your old
"DADDY BINGLE.'"
"Give that to her, Force, and maybe she'll put her arms around your
neck and kiss you," said Mr. Bingle, and went swiftly out of the room,
leaving Force staring at the bit of paper as if fascinated.
As he hurried from the bank, he met Rouquin, the foreign exchange
manager, who evidently had been lying in wait for him.
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