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“What is it? Did you want me, papa?”

“No, it is nothing, only to see that you were there. I heard you, that was all; and in the sound there was something strange, like a spirit behind me—or a little mouse, as I said before.”

“Had I better go away? would you rather be without me?”

“No, my little girl; but sit in my sight, that I may not be puzzled. The thing is that I can feel you thinking, my Peggy.”

“Papa! I was not thinking so much—not of anything in particular, not to disturb you.”

“No, my dear, I am not complaining; they were very soft little thoughts, but I heard them. Sit now where I can see you, and all will go right.”

“Yes, papa. And you are sure you have no objections?” Margaret said, after a moment’s pause, standing by him still.

“To what? to the teaching of the drawing? Oh, no objections—not the least objection.”

“And you don’t mind him coming to the house— I mean—Mr. Glen?”

“Is there any reason why I should mind?” the old man asked, quickly, rousing into something like vigilance.