Christian life -- Juvenile fiction; Dinsmore, Elsie (Fictitious character) -- Juvenile fiction; Domestic fiction; Religious fiction
"Just as I told you, love," he said, caressing her. "She takes you to her
heart and home without even waiting to inquire how I came to marry in
haste without her knowledge or approval."
"Or asking who I am or where I came from. But you will tell her everything
as soon as you can?"
"Yes; I shall wait only long enough to see you eat something and lying
down for a nap, so that you will not miss me while I have my talk with
her."
Zoe, in this her first appearance among them, had produced a favorable
impression upon all her new relatives; but the uppermost feeling with
each, from the grandfather down, was one of profound astonishment that
Edward had taken so serious a step without consulting those to whom he had
hitherto yielded a respectful and loving obedience.
Elsie could not fail to be pained to find her dearly loved father and
herself so treated by one of her cherished darlings, yet tried to put the
feeling aside and suspend her judgment until Edward had been given an
opportunity to explain.
The younger children gathered about her, with eager questioning as she
rejoined them in the veranda.
"I can tell you nothing yet, dears," she answered in her accustomed sweet
and gentle tones, "but no doubt we shall know all about it soon. I think
she is a dear little girl whom we shall all find it easy to love. We will
do all we can to make her happy and at home among us, shall we not?"
"Yes, mamma, yes indeed!" they all said.
Mr. Dinsmore rose, and motioning to his wife and daughter to follow him
went to the library.
Elsie read grave displeasure in his countenance before he opened his lips.
"Dear papa, do not be angry with my boy," she said pleadingly, going to
him where he stood, and putting her arms about his neck. "Shall we not
wait until we have heard his story?"
"I shall try to suspend my judgment for your sake, daughter," Mr. Dinsmore
answered, stroking her hair caressingly, "but I cannot help feeling that
Edward seems to have strangely failed in the loving respect and obedience
he should have shown to such a mother as his. He has taken very prompt
advantage of his arrival at his majority."
"Yet perhaps with good reason, papa," she returned, still beseechingly,
her eyes filling with tears.
"We will not condemn him unheard," he answered, his tones softening, "and
if he has made a mistake by reason of failing to seek the advice and
approval of those who so truly desire his happiness, it is he himself who
must be the greatest sufferer thereby."
"Yes," she returned with a sigh, "even a mother's love is powerless to
save her children from the consequences of their own follies and sins."
Edward, scarcely less desirous to make his explanation than his mother was
to hear it, hastened in search of her the moment he had seen Zoe
comfortably established upon a sofa in his dressing-room.
He found her in the library with his grandfather evidently awaiting his
coming. They were seated together upon a sofa.
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