"If we could only get him to realize it in time.

Oh, Clara, I have it; I have it! Such a lovely plan!" She leaned back in her chair and burst into a fit of laughter so natural and so hearty that Clara had to forget her troubles and to join in it.
"Oh, it is beautiful!" she gasped at last.

"Poor papa! What a time he will have! But it's all for his own good, as he used to say when we had to be punished when we were little.

Oh, Clara, I do hope your heart won't fail you." "I would do anything to save him, dear." "That's it.

You must steel yourself by that thought." "But what is your plan ?" "Oh, I am so proud of it.