You don't want to make a mollycoddle of him, do you ?" "Of course not," answered Gabriella honestly, for, in spite of her strange fits of unreasonableness, she was still sensible enough in theory.

"I've tried hard to keep him manly--not to spoil him, you know that as well as I do.

And it isn't that I object to his making friends.
I'd give anything in the world if he could know Arthur.

If it had been Arthur," she went on gently, "I should have been glad to have him come first.

I shouldn't have cared a bit if he had loved Arthur better than me." "You oughtn't to talk like that, Gabriella, for you know just as well as can be that Archibald don't love anybody better than he loves you.