He began to rub his head again and to hint that he felt the wind. But it was a delightful instance of his kindness towards me that whether he rubbed his head, or walked about, or did both, his face was sure to recover its benignant expression as it looked at mine; and he was sure to turn comfortable again and put his hands in his pockets and stretch out his legs.
"Perhaps it would be best, first of all," said I, "to ask Mr. Richard what he inclines to himself."
"Exactly so," he returned. "That's what I mean! You know, just accustom yourself to talk it over, with your tact and in your quiet way, with him and Ada, and see what you all make of it. We are sure to come at the heart of the matter by your means, little woman."

He began to rub his head. But his face recovered its benign expression as he looked at me; and he put his hands in his pockets again.
"Perhaps it would be best, first of all," said I, "to ask Mr. Richard what he would like to do."
"Exactly so," he returned. "Talk it over, with your tact and in your quiet way, with him and Ada. We are sure to come at the heart of the matter by your means, little woman."
