I will find means to conquer you yet, Elsie.

If affection and mild measures will not do it, severity shall." He rose and walked hastily up and down the floor, excited and angry, while poor Elsie went weeping from the room.
"Is that one of your sisters, my dear ?" asked the old gentleman of Enna, as he saw the sobbing Elsie pass through the hall, on her way up-stairs.
"No; that is brother Horace's daughter," replied Enna scornfully; "she is a real naughty girl, and won't mind her papa at all." "Ah!" said the old gentleman gravely, "I am sorry to hear it; but I hope you will always obey your papa." "Indeed, my papa lets me do _just_ as I please," said Enna, with a little toss of her head.

"_I_ don't have to mind anybody." "Ah! then I consider you a very unfortunate child," remarked the old gentleman, still more gravely; "for it is by no means good for a little one like you to have too much of her own way." Mr.Grier--for that was the old gentleman's name--had been much interested in the little Elsie's appearance.

He had noticed the look of sadness on her fair young face, and conjectured, from something in the manner of the rest of the family toward her, that she was in disgrace; yet he was sure there was no stubbornness or self-will in the expression of that meek and gentle countenance.

He began to suspect that some injustice had been done the little girl, and determined to watch and see if she were indeed the naughty child she was represented to be, and if he found her as good as he was inclined to believe, to try to gain her confidence, and see if he could help her out of her troubles.
But Elsie did not come down again that evening, and though he saw her at the breakfast-table the next morning, she slipped away so immediately after the conclusion of the meal, that he had no opportunity to speak to her; and at dinner it was just the same.
But in the afternoon, seeing her walk out alone, he put on his hat and followed at a little distance.