I said I would go, but my joy in going was gone.

We were stopped in the doorway by Mrs.Waddy.Nothing would tempt her to surrender me.

Mr.Bannerbridge tried reasoning with her, and, as he said, put the case, which seemed to have perched on his forefinger.
He talked of my prospects, of my sole chance of being educated morally and virtuously as became the grandson of an English gentleman of a good old family, and of my father having spent my mother's estate, and of the danger of his doing so with mine, and of religious duty and the awfulness of the position Mrs.Waddy stood in.

He certainly subdued me to very silent breathing, but did not affect me as my aunt Dorothy's picturing of Riversley had done; and when Mrs.Waddy, reduced to an apparent submissiveness, addressed me piteously, 'Master Richmond, would you leave papa ?' I cried out, 'No, no, never leave my papa,' and twisted away from my aunt's keeping.

My father's arrival caused me to be withdrawn, but I heard his offer of his hospitality and all that was his; and subsequently there was loud talking on his part.