"What must he be?" said Rose.
"Struggling."
"Perhaps he is," said Mr. Haye, "but he don't say so. If I see him struggling, I will try what I can do."
"Oh father! —"
"Why should Winthrop Landholm be helped," said Rose, "more than all the other young men who are studying in the city?"
"Because I know him," said Elizabeth, "and don't happen to know the others. And because I like him."
"I like him too," said her father yawning, "but I don't know anything very remarkable about him. I like his brother the best."
"He is honest, and good, and independent," said Elizabeth; "and those are the very people that ought to be helped."
"And those are the very people that it is difficult to help," said her father. "How do you suppose he would take it, if I were to offer him a fifty dollar note to-morrow?"
"I don't suppose he would take it at all," said Elizabeth.
"You couldn't help him so. But there are other ways."