"I think, Father, you're the most headstrong man that God ever made!"
The dark, wistful face brightened:
"And yet they say I'm a good-natured, easy-going fellow with no convictions?"
"They don't know you——"
"I'm sorry, Mother, we don't see it the same way, but one of us has to decide these things, and I suppose I'm the one."
"I suppose so," she admitted wearily.
"But tell me," he cried cheerfully, "what can I do right now to make you happy? You sent for me for something. You didn't know that Chase was there, did you?"
She hesitated and answered cautiously:
"It doesn't matter whether I did or not. You refuse to listen to my advice."
He bent nearer in evident distress: