“That’s no argument against it,” he said. “And now what else?”
“There is my brother,” she replied, speaking very firmly now.
“Your brother?”
“You know what dear Arthur is.”
“The simplest, and best, and truest of men.”
“Yes,” she cried, with animation.
“And a clever naturalist, whose worth has never yet been thoroughly known.”
“He is unworldly to a degree,” continued the little lady; “and as you justly say, the simplest of men.”
“I would not have him in the slightest degree different,” cried the doctor.
“I scold him a good deal sometimes,” said the little lady, smiling; “but I don’t think I would have him different in the least.”