He wanted, as children sometimes do. Above all other things, human faces and society, but his mother was absorbed, as the most doating mothers sometimes are, and the nursery girl was absent. The child trotted uneasily about the room. Seeking for some interest or attraction, and at last slipped softly out of the door and into the-hall; while his mother was too much absorbed to notice his disappearance. And the little boy, enjoying vastly the sense of a freedom which he obtained so surreptitiously, made a careful descent by the stairs, and started for the parlor, in a vague quest of somebody.