Would you do that?
You'd stand for him against the whole world, even if he were wrong." "Steady, steady, lass!" "You would," repeated Miss Bessie, with indignant emphasis.

"Would you chuck me over if I were disgraced and all the world hounding me?
Would you ?" "No, by God!" said Sir Archibald in a sudden tempest of emotion, and Miss Bessie smiled lovingly upon him.
"Well, that's the kind of a father he has.

Now about the young fellow himself: He's just a first-class fool, like most young fellows.

You know how they are, Uncle." Sir Archibald held up his hand.

"Don't make any such assumptions." "Oh, I know you, and when you were a boy you were just as gay and foolish as the rest of them." Her arch, accusing smile suddenly cast a rich glow of warm colour over the long, grey road of Sir Archibald's youth of self-denial and struggle.