He was about giving a passionate vent to his feelings, when he was restrained by the look of distress that overspread the face of his gentle friend, and by the tears that came slowly stealing from her eyes.
"Ain't I as good ?" Thus far Andrew gave utterance to what was in his thoughts, and then, seeing the tears of Emily, checked himself and became silent.
"You ain't angry with me, are you ?" asked the little girl, laying her hand upon his, and looking earnestly in his face.
"No; I'm not angry with you, Emily.

I'm never angry with you.

But it's hard.

I'd rather see you than anybody.

I don't care what becomes of me now! Let them send me to sea if they will!" At the word "sea" Emily's face grew pale, and she said in a choking voice, "O! they won't send you to sea, Andrew ?" "Father threatened to send me to sea if I didn't attend school better." "But you will attend better, Andrew.