But our hearts are a better place for our measures than our
heads, aren't they?"
"Certainly; I walk corrected. Only there's no fear about your heart. I'm
not quite so sure about your head."
"Thank you, husband. But with you for a head it doesn't matter, does it?"
"I don't know that. People should always strengthen the weaker part, for no
chain is stronger than its weakest link; no fortification stronger than
its most assailable point. But, seriously, wife, I trust your head nearly,
though not quite, as much as your heart. Now to go to business. There's
one thing we have both made up our minds about--that there is to be no
concealment with the child. God's fact must be known by her. It would be
cruel to keep the truth from her, even if it were not sure to come upon her
with a terrible shock some day. She must know from the first, by hearing it
talked of--not by solemn and private communication--that she came out of
the shrubbery. That's settled, is it not?"
"Certainly. I see that to be the right way," responded Ethelwyn.
"Now, are we bound to bring her up exactly as our own, or are we not?"
"We are bound to do as well for her as for our own.
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