wouldn't be a pleasure to have him in the house for a time. But to keep him as he is at present—a quiet, shy, well-mannered little cuss—is, you must admit, out of the question. The ordinary boy grows up disappointing, and slaps his parents and benefactors right and left. I can't be expected to let myself in for anything of that kind. Furthermore, this boy comes of parents that were—I will not say vicious, though it is probable his father was—say, very indiscreet; stands a pretty poor show of turning out well—a worse show than most boys, and that's saying a great deal; and besides," concluded Judge Tyler, triumphantly, "even you will admit that a child ought to be brought up by a woman. There are things about children that only women understand."
The doctor winked to himself.
The gentlemen continued their discussion, when presently, while Judge Tyler was in the midst of another long protest, the door-bell rang, and after an interval Dorothy, pale and determined, walked
