Besides, one gentleman especially asked my permission to call today--a man of position and wealth, whose acquaintance--" "Oh, please tell me about him after I come back," said Christian, hopelessly, "and I will go and dress at once." "Take that boy with you.

He never was allowed to be in the drawing- room.

Get up, Arthur," in the sharp tone in which the most trivial commands were always conveyed to the children, which, no doubt, Miss Gascoigne thought--as many well-meaning parents and guardians do think--is the best and safest assertion of authority.

But it had made of Letitia a cringing slave, and of Arthur a confirmed rebel, as he now showed himself to be.
"I won't go, Aunt Henrietta! I like this sofa.

I'll not stir an inch!" "I command you! Obey me, sir!" Arthur pulled an insolent face, at which his aunt rose up and boxed his ears.
This sort of scene had been familiar enough to Christian in the early days of her marriage.