She hoped he would sit down
and talk things over with them, instead of going on to the study; it
wouldn't be half as nice, if he stayed outside of everything.
"New schemes appear to be rampant these days," Mr. Shaw said, but he
settled himself comfortably in the big chair, quite as though he meant
to stay with them. "What is this particular one?"
He listened, while Pauline explained, really listened, instead of
merely seeming to. "It does appear an excellent idea," he said; "but
why should it be Hilary only, who is to try to see Winton with new eyes
this summer? Suppose we were all to do so?"
Pauline clapped her hands softly. "Then you'll help us? And we'll all
pretend. Maybe Uncle Paul's thought isn't such a bad one, after all."
"Paul always believed in developing the opportunities nearest hand,"
Mr. Shaw answered. He stroked the head Towser laid against his knee.
"Your mother and I will be the gainers--if we keep all our girls at
home, and still achieve the desired end."
Pauline glanced up quickly. How could she have thought him
unheeding--indifferent?
"Somehow, I think it will work out all right," she said. "Anyhow,
we're going to try it, aren't we.
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