“Well, sir, you have heard what I said. Go and think it over.”
“Yes, father.”
The young man left the business-like study, and encountered his sister in the hall.
“Well, Harry?”
“Well, Lou.”
“What does papa say?”
“The old story. I’m to go back to drudgery. I think I shall enlist.”
“For shame! and you professing to care as you do for Madelaine.”
“So I do. I worship her.”
“Then prove it by exerting yourself in the way papa wishes. I wonder you have not more spirit.”