You know people can sometimes be _loved_ into doing things that they
could not be persuaded to do in any other way.

"Gene was a very little girl who had been left alone in the world. She
had never seen her father; and her mother had died when she was only two
and a half. Some kind people had taken care of the little girl when her
mother was ill; and when she died, they tried to find her relatives, to
ask what should be done with Gene. But they could not find any trace of
them.

"When Gene was three, these kind people wanted to go away for a couple
of weeks, and they asked a lady to take care of the child while they
were gone. The lady was very glad to do this, for she loved little
children. And so Gene came to stay in the big mansion where the lady,
her husband, and grown-up daughter lived.

"The lady's husband did not like children very well, and it always annoyed
him whenever little Gene came near him. She had a sunny disposition and
a very sweet smile, and she tried to make friends with the man; but he
would not pay any attention to her.

"He always read his paper in the morning before he went to work, and in
the evening after he came home. Little Gene would peep up at him under
the paper, with her sweetest smile. He would lay the paper down, and
walk away; but soon he would come back and pick it up and begin to read
again. And in a moment, there little Gene would be, peeping up at him
again with her lovely smile.

"One day when Gene had been living in the home about a week, the man was
reading his paper and she was peeping under it with her usual smile.