Sometimes he is rather restless and irritable as if he were worried.

Has he anything to worry him, Mr.
Wordley--I mean anything more than usual ?" He did not answer, and she looked at him as if waiting for his reply.
"I was thinking of what you just said: that you were a big girl.

So you are, though you always seem to me like the little child I used to nurse.

But the world rolls on and you have grown into a woman and I ought to tell you the truth," he said, at last.
"The truth!" she echoed, with a quick glance.
"Yes," he said, nodding gravely.

"Does your father ever talk to you of business, my dear?
I know that you manage the house and the farm; ay, and manage them well, but I don't know whether he ever tells you anything about the business of the estate.