Digital heart book

There is not a man
who knows Mrs. Keston who does not esteem, and hold her in honour.
She is an original little person certainly, but a more loyal wife
and devoted mother never lived. He would be a bold man who ventured
to take a liberty with her, or to overstep the limits laid down by
her. He would soon feel the measure of Goliath's foot--in plain
words, he would find himself kicked downstairs by Amias Keston."
Mrs. Herrick shrugged her shoulders. The conversation bored her, and
as usual she found Malcolm a little impossible; he seemed so
determined to maintain his point.
"From the first Mrs. Keston wished me to call her by her Christian
name," he went on, "and Amias wished it too. We were on such
brotherly terms," he said, "that Verity--you see habit is too much
for me, mother--wished me to regard her as a younger sister."
"I thought you looked upon Anna as your sister, Malcolm;" but Mrs.
Herrick's keen gray eyes had a curious look in them--an acute
observer might almost have thought that she was hoping that her son
would contradict this statement.


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