"I have no objection, only let me go."
"But that is just what I don't want you to do, and I always have my own way at Elm Grove. You must not run away whenever I come, or I shall think you consider me an intruder."
"Never mind what I think," said Isabel looking up, about to insist upon going, for she was very indignant at his behaviour, but the face she beheld quite disarmed her wrath. Such a calm, kind, earnest expression in the mild blue eyes, such a winning smile played round the handsome mouth, a more prepossessing countenance Isabel had never seen, there was something about it irresistibly attractive. "What is it you wish me to do," she asked as her eyes met his.
"Stay where you are, and do just the same as if I was not here he said, and not run off as if I was going to eat you."
"Then don't talk about me," she returned stiffly.
"I'm sure.
I never said a word about you."
"But the children did," she replied coloring deeply as she returned to her seat.
"Please Everard wont
you read to us?" asked Amy.