Margaret only smiled.
Another day, Euphra said:
“What a good boy that Harry is! And so clever too. Ah! Margaret, I have behaved like the devil to that boy. I wanted to have him all to myself, and so kept him a child. Need I confess all my ugliest sins?”
“Not to me, certainly, dear Miss Cameron. Tell God to look into your heart, and take them all out of it.”
“I will. I do.—I even enticed Mr. Sutherland away from him to me, when he was the only real friend he had, that I might have them both.”
“But you have done your best to make up for it since.”
“I have tried a little. I cannot say I have done my best. I have been so peevish and irritable.”
“You could not quite help that.”
“How kind you are to excuse me so! It makes me so much stronger to try again.”
“My father used to say that God was always finding every excuse for us that could be found; every true one, you know; not one false one.”