Old Mr.Keith, since he lost it, has been farming it for Mr.Wickersham.Think of that!" "Just so," said Mrs.Yorke.

"He inherits it.

They are all unpractical.
Your father began life poor; but he was practical, and he had the ability to succeed." Alice's face softened.

"Dear old dad!" she said; "I must write to him." Even as she thought of him she could not but reflect how absorption in business had prevented his obtaining the culture of which this young school-teacher had given her a glimpse, and had crushed, though it could not wholly quench, the kindliness which lived in his big heart.
Though Alice defended Keith, she felt in her heart there was some truth in her mother's estimate.

He was too romantic.