I know I should like
very much to have my brother here quizzing me; but you know very well
there are two sorts of such fun, and one that is only sport to the
stronger side."
"Bessie is so ridiculous."
"She is the very one I want to protect. I don't think that teazing
her does any good; it only gives her cross feelings. And she really
has more right on her side than you think. You might be just as
honest and bold if you were less rude and bearish."
"I can't bear to see her so affected and perked up."
"It is not affectation. She is really more gentle and quiet than you
are; you don't think it so in your Mamma, and she is like her."
"Mamma is not like Bessie."
"And then about Davy. How could you go and stop the poor little boy
when he was trying to think and feel rightly?"
"He was so funny," repeated Sam.
"I hope you will think another time whether your fun is safe and
kind."
"One can't be so particular," he said impatiently.
"I am sorry to hear it. I thought the only way to do right was to be
particular."
He grunted, and flung away from her.
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