"O auntie!" he said vehemently, when he had a little recovered himself, "I know I am not what I ought to be, with all my dash and courage, which pleases father so much.  I'm quite sure that there's a deal of humbug in me after all.  It's very nice to please him, and to hear him praise me and call me brave; but I should like to please you too.  It would be worth more, in one way, to have _your_ praise, though father is very kind."