"I will try to be what you want me to be—like Uncle Carl—if I can; and nobody in the world could help me as you do."
"He told her about the Trouble at School."
"I shall not leave you till you leave me," Aunt Zélie said, smiling rather wistfully at the tall boy.
"That will be never, and I will always take care of you," answered Carl, laying his cheek against her hand. He told her about the trouble at school too, finding it a relief to confess everything and she listened gravely.
"For a little misunderstanding like this, a little hateful pride, pleasant friendships are given up, and the good times we expected to have in the club this winter! Have my Good Neighbors forgotten their motto already?"
"I'm afraid so," Carl said, thinking how hard it would be to make things right again.
"Have you told Father?" he asked.
"No, he did not come to lunch."