“And you think you have more influence over him than his mother?”
“It is not the same thing, dear papa.”
“Never mind!”
This “never mind” of Grandpapa Chandore was as positive as his “impossible;” but he had begun to discuss the question, and to discuss means to listen to arguments on the other side.
“Do not insist, my dear child,” he said again. “My mind is made up; and I assure you”—
“Don’t say so, papa,” said the young girl.
And her attitude was so determined, and her voice so firm, that the old gentleman was quite overwhelmed for a moment.
“But, if I am not willing,” he said.
“You will consent, dear papa, you will certainly not force your little granddaughter, who loves you so dearly, to the painful necessity of disobeying you for the first time in her life.”
“Because, for the first time in her life I am not doing what my granddaughter wants me to do?”