Dr.Grey, we must go to the dinner-party, or what would people say?
Phillis, take Arthur from Mrs.Grey and carry him up to the nursery." But Arthur screamed, and clung with all his might to his step-mother's neck.
"He is hurt," said Christian, firmly, "and I can not have him moved.
Hush, Atty! you grieve papa.

Be quiet, and nobody shall touch you but papa and me." Miss Cascoigne stood mute--then again ordered Phillis to take the child.
"I won't go! She will beat me again.

Please, please;" and he clung again to his step-mother.

"I'll be good--I'll be so good, if you will only take care of me." "I will," said Christian.

And the desperate instinct of protection, which some women have toward all helpless things, gleamed in her eyes as she added, "Miss Gascoigne, you must leave this child to me.