"
There was such intense and genuine admiration in the girl's voice for
the vision of loveliness before her that Dr. Everett could not help
smiling.
"It doesn't seem unlikely," said he, with significance; and added: "Who
is this Dirk Colson, who seems to be an object of interest?"
"He is one of the worst boys in the alley, sir; sometimes I think he is
the very worst, because he is cross as well as hateful; but Mark is
always kind of sorry for him, and says he has such a bad father he
can't help it. And Mart--that's his sister--she is a friend of mine, and
she feels bad about Dirk, but she can't do nothing; he ain't a bit like
Mark there."
The last words were spoken tenderly, and the sisterly eyes turned toward
the boy on the bed, and obeying a sign from his eyes she went over to
him. The doctor plied his questions:--
"Have you recently taken a class, madam? and is their general reputation
as encouraging as this special scamp of whom we are hearing?"
His words almost jarred on Mrs. Roberts; she had already prayed enough
for her boys to have a sort of tender feeling for them--a half desire to
cover their faults from the gaze of the indifferent world. Did Dr.
Everett represent the indifferent world, or did he love her Master? She
wished she knew.
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