“I am a father, and have common humanity,” said the gentleman, “and I consider you unfit for your place.”
“Come along, Grace!” said Mary, angry at being blamed. “You’ve behaved very badly, and I’m going to take you home.”
“Won’t you come, too?” asked the little girl, turning to Hector.
“No, there’s no call for him to come,” said the nurse, pulling the child away.
“Good-by, Gracie,” said Hector, kindly.
“Good-by!” responded the child.
“These nursemaids neglect their charges criminally,” said the gentleman, directing his remarks to Hector. “Mr. Newman owes his child’s safety, perhaps her life, to your prompt courage.”
“She was in great danger,” said Hector. “I was afraid at first I could not save her.”
“A second later and it would have been too late. What is your name, my brave young friend?”
“Hector Roscoe, sir.”