In his mind this work of his, the great factories at Hull which showed like mountains at night, the ships that crossed the ocean punctually, the schemes for combining this and that and building up a solid mass of industry, was all an offering to her; he laid his success at her feet; and was always thinking how to educate his daughter so that Theresa might be glad.

He was a very ambitious man; and although he had not been particularly kind to her while she lived, as Helen thought, he now believed that she watched him from Heaven, and inspired what was good in him.
Mrs.Ambrose apologised for the interruption, and asked whether she might speak to him about a plan of hers.

Would he consent to leave his daughter with them when they landed, instead of taking her on up the Amazons?
"We would take great care of her," she added, "and we should really like it." Willoughby looked very grave and carefully laid aside his papers.
"She's a good girl," he said at length.

"There is a likeness ?"--he nodded his head at the photograph of Theresa and sighed.

Helen looked at Theresa pursing up her lips before the Cockney photographer.