Where one has a family one has duties one would never feel for one's self.

So I say, my dear, it's as well you're going, if only on account of that boy of yours.

We must all learn early to sacrifice ourselves for our children." "Olly isn't my child," said Gerald, twisting her handkerchief around her hand to efface the remembrance of Mr.Hardcastle's touch.
"Hey?
Ah, yes, to be sure, he's your brother; but it's all one.

You stand in the light of a parent to him just now, my dear." He was actually going to pat Gerald paternally on the shoulder, but she moved abruptly aside, and he pulled Olly's ear instead.

It was necessary to do something with his outstretched hand before drawing it back.