“One which I mean to carry out, madam.”
“Of course, papa,” said Helen quietly; “but I would not be damped at the outset.”
“What do you mean, Helen?”
“I mean that I should not take that poor boy back to the life from which you have rescued him, just because he has displayed a few pranks, all due to the exuberance of his nature. Coming from such a place, and making such a change, he is sure to feel it strongly. He is, so to speak, bubbling over with excitement and—”
“Here, stop a moment,” said the doctor, in astonishment. “I give up. You had better write that book.”
“Not I, papa dear,” said Helen, smiling. “And if you are really bent upon this experiment—”
“And I am,” said the doctor. “Nothing shall change me.”
“Then I think you have selected the very boy.”
“You do!” said the doctor excitedly.
“Yes. He is just the wild little savage for you to reclaim.”