"Oh, papa! it is not that," Amelia cried out, falling on his neck and kissing him many times. "You are always good and kind. You did it for the best. It is not for the money--it is--my God! my God! have mercy upon me, and give me strength to bear this trial"; and she kissed him again wildly and went away.

"Oh, papa! it is not that," Amelia cried out, kissing him. "You are always good and kind. You did it for the best. It is not the money - it is - my God! have mercy upon me, and give me strength to bear this trial!" She kissed him again wildly and went away.
