Do you mean that my father was mixed up like those old Indians?
When he came, Paralus looked upon him with a smile of recognition, and said, "My father!"
The Milbreys, father and son, came up and greeted the group on the piazza.
"In truth, my father, I wished to avoid the pain of parting," rejoined Philæmon.
For some time after the interview with his father, Paralus remained ...