She thought awhile.

Then she spoke.
"Yes, father," she said, "I think so.

Two nights ago, George was very rude to me--I don't mean anything bad, but you know he is very rough." "I know it, my child.

And you must not think I don't care because I think it better not to interfere.

I am with you all the time." "Thank you, father; I know it.