"Help mother, and keep Asahel in spirits."
Winifred could not help laughing a little at this idea.
"I wonder if anything could trouble Asahel much," she said.
"I suppose he has his weak point — like the rest of us," said
Winthrop.
"You haven't."
"How do you know?"
"I don't know, but I think so," said Winifred, touching her hand to his cheek, and then kissing him.
"What's your weak point?"
"They're all over," said Winifred, with a little change of voice; "I haven't a bit of strength about anything. I don't think anybody's weak but me."
"Nobody ought to be weak but you," said her brother, with no change in his.