"You're just going to answer it? Suppose that they heard us! Oh, if that is Bobby Robinson I am going to be furious with you, Daddy!"

Really, now. No consideration for her future at all.

"They heard regardless of whether or not I answer the door, Louisa."

And answer the door he does, swinging it open easily (and with, admittedly, no regard whatsoever to his daughter's future courting) arms crossed and one eyebrow arced lazily.

"Ah," a slow smile spreads its way back across the man's lips. It is, he might admit, something of a surprise. "Back already, Tristran?"