“Oh no, papa; I am sure I will help you, and am helping you, in all this, but it is not in my nature to be so sanguine.”
“Ah, well, never mind that. But you do like Dexter!”
“Yes; I am beginning to like him more and more.”
“That’s right. I’m very, very glad, and I feel quite grateful to the Danbys. You must give Dexter a few hints about behaving himself, and, so to speak, keeping down his exuberance when he is there.”
“May I say a word, papa!”
“Certainly, my dear; of course.”
“Well, then, I have an idea of my own with respect to Dexter.”
“Ah, that’s right,” said the doctor, smiling and rubbing his hands. “What is it!”
“I have been thinking over it all a great deal, dear,” said Helen, going to her father’s side and resting her hand upon his shoulder; “and it seems to me that the way to alter and improve Dexter will be by example.”
“Ah yes, I see; example better than precept, eh!”