“‘Why?’
“‘A lawyer must not betray a confidence.’
“‘Do you like him?’
“‘Wait until his uneducation is completed, and I’ll tell you. I am beginning to have hope for Harry.’
“‘I’m sorry grandpapa is so hateful!’ she exclaimed, with a sigh.
“I stood up for the old man and asked:
“‘Do you like the Reverend Robert?’
“‘Very much! He’s so good-looking, 135 and has such beautiful thoughts! Have you heard him preach?’
“‘No.’
“‘We think his sermons are fine. Everybody likes them but grandpapa. He wants noise, you know––lung power and old theology. I hate it!’