Charlotte M. Yonge,
Nuttie's Father
“ As he spoke the words, Nuttie returned, and as soon as she was out of the house and out of hearing she exclaimed, 'Oh, Aunt Jane, you see how it is! How am I to prevent my boy from being utterly ruined?' 'I have been speaking to your father,' said Mrs. Egremont, 'but he does not seem to understand. Men don't. A child's faults and fancies seem such trifles to them that they can't see the harm of indulging them, and, besides, they expect to be amused.' 'And is that poor dear little fellow to grow up spoilt?' said Nuttie, her eyes hot with unshed tears. ”
