Come, child!" "Come back, Helen," said the earl; and something in the tone made her obey at once, as occasionally during her life Helen had been glad to obey him, and creep under the shelter of a stronger will and clearer judgment than her own.

"You are altogether mistaken, my dear friend.
Your boy is only a child, and errs as such, and you treat him as if he had sinned like a grown-up man.

Be reasonable.

We will both take care of him.

No fear that he will turn out a liar!" Helen hesitated; but still her looks were so angry and stern, all the mother vanished out of them, that the boy, instead of clinging to her, ran away crying, and hid himself behind Lord Cairnforth's chair.
"Leave him to me, Helen.