“Mamma says the elder must give way to the younger,” said Susan.
“You did not try whether she would give way.”
“No, because I knew she wouldn’t; and I could not have my little Georgie vexed.”
“And I could not see my little Susie violent and unjust,” said Miss Fosbrook cheerfully. “Justice first, Susan; you had no right to rob Bessie for George, any more than I should have to give away a dinner of your papa’s because he had refused a beggar.”
“Papa never would,” said Susan, rather going off from the point.
“Very likely; but do you understand me, Susan? I will not have Bessie forced out of her rights for the little ones. Not Bessie only, but nobody is to be tyrannized over; it is not right.”
“Bessie is so nonsensical,” was all Susan said, looking glum.
“Very likely she may seem so to you; but if you knew more, you would see that all is not nonsense that seems so to you. Some people would admire her ways.”
“Yes, I know,” said Susan. “Mrs. Greville told Mrs. Brownlow that Bessie was the only one among us that was capable of civilisation; but Mrs. Greville is a fine lady, and we always laugh at her.”
“And now,” as Bessie returned, “you want to go out to your play again, my dear. Will you leave Georgie with us?”