Godhas
given
them
tastes
and
hopes
and
desires
merely
in
order
to
mortify
the
same
.
And
it
is
all
false
—
utterly
false
.
The
God
of
the
Pagan
is
surely
a
more
merciful
Being
than
the
God
of
the
Puritan
.
"
"
A
more
indulgent
Being
,
perhaps
,
but
not
necessarily
a
more
merciful
one
,
Elisabeth
.
I
disagree
with
the
Puritans
on
many
points
,
but
I
can
not
help
admitting
that
their
conception
of
God
was
a
fine
one
,
even
though
it
erred
on
the
side
of
severity
.
The
Pagan
converted
the
Godhead
into
flesh
,
remember
;
but
the
Puritan
exalted
manhood
into
God
.
"
"
Still
,
I
never
could
bear
the
Puritans
,
"
Elisabeth
went
on
;
"
they
turned
the
England
of
Queen
Elizabeth
—
the
most
glorious
England
the
world
has
ever
known
—
into
one
enormous
Nonconformist
Conscience
;
and
England
has
never
been
perfectly
normal
since
.
Besides
,
they
discovered
that
nature
,
and
art
,
and
human
affection
,
which
are
really
revelations
of
God
,
were
actually
sins
against
Him
.
As
I
said
before
,
I
can
never
forgive
the
Puritans
for
eradicating
the
beauty
from
holiness
,
and
for
giving
man
the
spirit
of
heaviness
in
place
of
the
garment
of
praise
.
"
"
I
wonder
if
Paganism
helped
you
much
when
you
were
poor
and
ill
and
unhappy
,
and
things
in
general
had
gone
wrong
with
you
.
I
daresay
it
was
very
nice
for
the
cheerful
,
prosperous
people
;
but
how
about
those
who
had
never
got
what
they
wanted
out
of
life
,
and
were
never
likely
to
get
it
?
"
Christopher
,
like
other
people
,
looked
at
most
matters
from
his
own
individual
standpoint
;
and
his
own
individual
standpoint
was
not
at
all
a
comfortable
spot
just
then
.
"
The
Greeks
suffered
and
died
as
did
the
Jews
and
the
Christians
,
"
replied
Elisabeth
,
"
yet
they
were
a
joyous
and
light-hearted
race
.
It
is
not
sorrow
that
saddens
the
world
,
but
rather
modern
Christianity
's
idealization
of
sorrow
.
I
do
not
believe
we
should
be
half
as
miserable
as
we
are
if
we
did
not
believe
that
there
is
virtue
in
misery
,
and
that
by
disowning
our
mercies
and
discarding
our
blessings
we
are
currying
favour
in
the
eyes
of
the
Being
,
Who
,
nevertheless
,
has
showered
those
mercies
and
those
blessings
upon
us
.
"
Thus
had
Alan
Tremaine
's
influence
gradually
unmoored
Elisabeth
from
the
old
faiths
in
which
she
had
been
brought
up
;
and
he
had
done
it
so
gradually
that
the
girl
was
quite
unconscious
of
how
far
she
had
drifted
from
her
former
anchorage
.
He
was
too
well-bred
ever
to
be
blatant
in
his
unbelief
—
he
would
as
soon
have
thought
of
attacking
a
man
's
family
to
his
face
as
of
attacking
his
creed
;
but
subtly
and
with
infinite
tact
he
endeavoured
to
prove
that
to
adapt
ancient
revelations
to
modern
requirements
was
merely
putting
new
wine
into
old
bottles
and
mending
old
garments
with
new
cloth
;
and
Elisabeth
was
as
yet
too
young
and
inexperienced
to
see
any
fallacy
in
his
carefully
prepared
arguments
.
She
had
nobody
to
help
her
to
resist
him
,
poor
child
!
and
she
was
dazzled
with
the
consciousness
of
intellectual
power
which
his
attitude
of
mind
appeared
to
take
for
granted
.
Miss
Farringdon
was
cast
in
too
stern
a
mould
to
have
any
sympathy
or
patience
with
the
blind
gropings
of
an
undisciplined
young
soul
;
and
Christopher
—
who
generally
understood
and
sympathized
with
all
Elisabeth
's
difficulties
and
phases
—
was
so
jealous
of
her
obvious
attachment
to
Tremaine
,
and
so
unhappy
on
account
of
it
,
that
for
the
time
being
the
faithful
friend
was
entirely
swallowed
up
in
the
irate
lover
,
sighing
like
one
of
the
Osierfield
furnaces
.
Of
course
this
was
very
unfair
and
tiresome
of
him
—
nobody
could
deny
that
;
but
it
is
sometimes
trying
to
the
amiability
of
even
the
best
of
men
to
realize
that
the
purely
mundane
and
undeserved
accident
of
want
of
money
can
shut
them
off
entirely
from
ever
attaining
to
the
best
kind
of
happiness
whereof
their
natures
are
capable
—
and
especially
when
they
know
that
their
natures
are
capable
of
attaining
and
appreciating
a
very
high
standard
of
happiness
indeed
.
It
may
not
be
right
to
be
unsociable
because
one
is
unhappy
,
but
it
is
very
human
and
most
particularly
masculine
;
and
Christopher
just
then
was
both
miserable
and
a
man
.
There
was
much
about
Alan
that
was
very
attractive
to
Elisabeth
:
he
possessed
a
certain
subtlety
of
thought
and
an
almost
feminine
quickness
of
perception
which
appealed
powerfully
to
her
imagination
.
Imagination
was
Elisabeth
's
weak
,
as
well
as
her
strong
,
point
.
She
was
incapable
of
seeing
people
as
they
really
were
;
but
erected
a
purely
imaginary
edifice
of
character
on
the
foundations
of
such
attributes
as
her
rapid
intuition
either
rightly
or
wrongly
perceived
them
to
possess
.
As
a
rule
,
she
thought
better
of
her
friends
than
they
deserved
—
or
,
at
any
rate
,
she
recognised
in
them
that
ideal
which
they
were
capable
of
attaining
,
but
whereto
they
sometimes
failed
to
attain
.
Life
is
apt
to
be
a
little
hard
on
the
women
of
Elisabeth
's
type
,
who
idealize
their
fellows
until
the
latter
lose
all
semblance
of
reality
;
for
experience
,
with
its
inevitable
disillusionment
,
can
not
fail
to
put
their
ideal
lovers
and
friends
far
from
them
,
and
to
hide
their
etherealized
acquaintances
out
of
their
sight
;
and
to
give
instead
,
to
the
fond
,
trusting
souls
,
half-hearted
lovers
,
semi-sincere
friends
,
and
acquaintances
who
care
for
them
only
as
the
world
can
care
.
Poor
imaginative
women
—
who
dreamed
that
you
had
found
a
perfect
knight
and
a
faithful
friend
,
and
then
discovered
that
these
were
only
an
ordinary
selfish
man
and
woman
after
all
—
life
has
many
more
such
surprises
in
store
for
you
;
and
the
surprises
will
shock
you
less
and
hurt
you
more
as
the
years
roll
on
!
But
though
life
will
have
its
surprises
for
you
,
death
perchance
will
have
none
;
for
when
the
secrets
of
all
hearts
are
opened
,
and
all
thwarted
desires
are
made
known
,
it
may
be
that
the
ordinary
selfish
man
and
woman
will
stand
forth
as
the
perfect
knight
and
faithful
friend
that
God
intended
them
,
and
you
believed
them
,
and
they
tried
yet
failed
to
be
;
and
you
will
be
satisfied
at
last
when
you
see
your
beloved
ones
wake
up
after
His
likeness
,
and
will
smile
as
you
say
to
them
,
"
So
it
is
really
you
after
all
.
"
Although
Tremaine
might
be
lacking
in
his
duty
toward
God
,
he
fulfilled
(
in
the
spirit
if
not
in
the
letter
)
his
duty
toward
his
neighbour
;
and
Elisabeth
was
fairly
dazzled
by
his
many
schemes
for
making
life
easier
and
happier
to
the
people
who
dwelt
in
the
darkness
of
the
Black
Country
.
It
was
while
he
was
thus
figuring
as
her
ideal
hero
that
Elisabeth
went
to
stay
with
Felicia
Herbert
,
near
a
manufacturing
town
in
Yorkshire
.
Felicia
had
been
once
or
twice
to
the
Willows
,
and
was
well
acquainted
with
the
physical
and
biographical
characteristics
of
the
place
;
and
she
cherished
a
profound
admiration
both
for
Miss
Farringdon
and
Christopher
Thornley
.
Tremaine
she
had
never
met
—
he
had
been
abroad
each
time
that
she
had
visited
Sedgehill
—
but
she
disapproved
most
heartily
of
his
influence
upon
Elisabeth
,
and
of
his
views
as
set
forth
by
that
young
lady
.
Felicia
had
been
brought
up
along
extremely
strict
lines
,
and
in
a
spirit
of
comfortable
intolerance
of
all
forms
of
religion
not
absolutely
identical
with
her
own
;
consequently
,
a
man
with
no
form
of
religion
at
all
was
to
her
a
very
terrible
monster
indeed
.
On
the
Sundays
of
her
early
youth
she
had
perused
a
story
treating
of
an
Unbeliever
(
always
spelled
with
a
capital
U
)
,
and
the
punishments
that
were
meted
out
to
the
daughter
of
light
who
was
unequally
yoked
with
him
;
and
she
was
imbued
with
a
strong
conviction
that
these
same
punishments
were
destined
to
fall
upon
Elisabeth
's
head
,
should
Elisabeth
incline
favourably
to
the
(
at
present
)
hypothetical
suit
of
the
master
of
the
Moat
House
.
Thus
it
happened
that
when
Elisabeth
came
to
the
Herberts
'
,
full
of
girlish
admiration
for
Alan
Tremaine
,
Felicia
did
her
best
to
ripen
that
admiration
into
love
by
abusing
Alan
in
and
out
of
season
,
and
by
endeavouring
to
prove
that
an
attachment
to
him
would
be
a
soul-destroyer
of
the
most
irreparable
completeness
.
"
It
is
no
use
talking
to
me
about
his
goodness
,
"
she
said
;
"
nobody
is
good
who
is
n't
a
Christian
.
"
"
But
he
is
good
,
"
persisted
Elisabeth
—
"
most
tremendously
good
.
The
poor
people
simply
adore
him
,
he
does
such
a
lot
for
them
;
and
he
could
n't
have
lovelier
thoughts
and
higher
ideals
if
he
were
a
girl
instead
of
a
man
.
There
must
be
different
ways
of
goodness
,
Felicia
.
"
"
There
are
not
different
ways
of
goodness
;
mamma
says
there
are
not
,
and
it
is
very
wicked
to
believe
that
there
are
.
I
am
afraid
you
are
not
half
as
religious
as
you
were
at
Fox
How
.
"
"
Yes
,
I
am
;
but
I
have
learned
that
true
religion
is
a
state
of
mind
rather
than
a
code
of
dogmas
.
"
Felicia
looked
uncomfortable
.
"
I
wish
you
would
n't
talk
like
that
;
I
am
sure
mamma
would
n't
like
it
—
she
can
not
bear
anything
that
borders
on
the
profane
.
"
"
I
am
not
bordering
on
the
profane
;
I
am
only
saying
what
I
uphold
is
true
.
I
can
not
take
things
for
granted
as
you
do
;
I
have
to
think
them
out
for
myself
;
and
I
have
come
to
the
conclusion
that
what
a
man
is
is
of
far
more
importance
than
what
a
man
believes
.
"
"
But
you
ought
not
to
think
things
like
that
,
Elisabeth
;
it
is
n't
right
to
do
so
.
"
"
I
ca
n't
help
thinking
it
.
I
am
an
independent
being
with
a
mind
of
my
own
,
and
I
must
make
up
that
mind
according
to
what
I
see
going
on
around
me
.
What
on
earth
is
the
good
of
having
an
intellect
,
if
you
submit
that
intellect
to
the
will
of
another
?
I
wonder
how
you
can
take
your
ideas
all
ready-made
from
your
mother
,
"
exclaimed
Elisabeth
,
who
just
then
was
taking
all
hers
ready-made
from
Alan
Tremaine
.
"
Well
,
I
can
not
argue
.
I
am
not
clever
enough
;
and
,
besides
,
mamma
does
n't
like
us
to
argue
upon
religious
subjects
—
she
says
it
is
unsettling
;
so
I
will
only
say
that
I
know
you
are
wrong
,
and
then
we
will
let
the
matter
drop
and
talk
about
Christopher
.
How
is
he
?
"
"
Oh
,
he
is
all
right
,
only
very
horrid
.
To
tell
you
the
truth
,
I
am
getting
to
dislike
Christopher
.
"
"
Elisabeth
!
"
Felicia
's
Madonna-like
face
became
quite
sorrowful
.
"
Well
,
I
am
;
and
so
would
you
,
if
he
was
as
stand-off
to
you
as
he
is
to
me
.
I
ca
n't
think
what
is
wrong
with
him
;
but
whatever
I
do
,
and
however
nice
I
try
to
be
to
him
,
the
North
Pole
is
warm
and
neighbourly
compared
with
him
.
I
'm
sick
of
him
and
his
unsociable
ways
!
"
"
But
you
and
he
used
to
be
such
friends
.
"
"
I
know
that
;
and
I
would
be
friends
now
if
he
would
let
me
.
But
how
can
you
be
friends
with
a
man
who
is
as
reserved
as
the
Great
Pyramid
and
as
uncommunicative
as
the
Sphinx
,
and
who
sticks
up
iron
palings
all
round
himself
,
like
a
specimen
tree
in
the
park
,
so
that
nobody
can
get
near
him
?
If
a
man
wants
a
girl
to
like
him
he
should
be
nice
to
her
,
and
not
require
an
introduction
every
time
they
meet
.
"
Felicia
sighed
:
her
sweet
,
placid
nature
was
apt
to
be
overpowered
by
Elisabeth
's
rapid
changes
of
front
.
"
But
he
used
to
be
so
fond
of
you
,
"
she
expostulated
feebly
.
Elisabeth
shrugged
her
shoulders
.
"
Oh
,
I
suppose
he
likes
me
now
,
in
his
cold
,
self-satisfied
way
:
it
is
n't
that
.
What
I
complain
of
is
that
he
does
n't
admire
me
enough
,
and
I
do
so
love
to
be
admired
.
"
"
Do
you
mean
he
does
n't
think
you
are
pretty
?
"
Felicia
always
had
to
have
things
fully
explained
to
her
;
excess
of
imagination
could
never
lead
her
astray
,
whatever
it
might
do
to
her
friend
.
"
Of
course
not
;
I
do
n't
see
how
he
could
,
considering
that
I
'm
not
:
women
do
n't
expect
men
to
admire
them
for
things
that
they
do
n't
possess
,
"
replied
Elisabeth
,
who
had
still
much
to
learn
.
"
What
I
mean
is
he
does
n't
realize
how
clever
I
am
—
he
despises
me
just
as
he
used
to
despise
me
when
I
was
a
little
girl
and
he
was
a
big
boy
—
and
that
is
awfully
riling
when
you
know
you
are
clever
.
"
"
Is
it
?
I
would
much
rather
a
man
liked
me
than
thought
I
was
clever
.
"
"
I
would
n't
;
anybody
can
like
you
,
but
it
takes
a
clever
person
to
appreciate
cleverness
.
I
have
studied
myself
thoroughly
,
and
I
have
come
to
the
conclusion
that
I
need
appreciation
far
more
than
affection
:
I
'm
made
like
that
.
"
"
I
do
n't
understand
you
.
To
me
affection
is
everything
,
and
I
can
not
live
without
it
.
If
people
are
really
fond
of
me
,
they
can
think
me
as
stupid
as
they
like
.
"
Elisabeth
's
face
grew
thoughtful
;
she
was
always
interested
in
the
analysis
of
herself
and
her
friends
.
"
How
different
we
two
are
!
I
could
n't
forgive
a
person
for
thinking
me
stupid
,
even
if
I
knew
that
person
adored
me
.
To
me
no
amount
of
affection
would
make
up
for
the
lack
of
appreciation
.
I
want
to
be
understood
as
well
as
liked
,
and
that
is
where
Christopher
and
I
come
across
each
other
;
he
never
understands
me
in
the
least
.
Now
that
is
why
Mr.
Tremaine
and
I
get
on
so
well
together
;
he
understands
and
appreciates
me
so
thoroughly
.
"
Felicia
's
pretty
month
fell
into
stern
lines
of
disapproval
.
"
I
am
sure
I
should
hate
Mr.
Tremaine
if
I
knew
him
,
"
she
said
.
"
Oh
,
no
,
you
would
n't
—
you
simply
could
n't
,
Felicia
,
he
is
so
delightful
.
And
,
what
is
more
,
he
is
so
frightfully
interesting
:
whatever
he
says
and
does
,
he
always
makes
you
think
about
him
.
Now
,
however
fond
you
were
of
Chris
—
and
he
really
is
very
good
and
kind
in
some
ways
—
you
could
never
think
about
him
:
it
would
be
such
dreadfully
uninteresting
thinking
,
if
you
did
.
"
"
I
do
n't
know
about
that
;
Christopher
is
very
comfortable
and
homelike
,
somehow
,
"
replied
Felicia
.
"
So
are
rice-puddings
and
flannel
petticoats
,
but
you
do
n't
occupy
your
most
exalted
moments
in
meditating
upon
them
.
"
"
Do
you
know
,
Elisabeth
,
I
sometimes
think
that
Christopher
is
in
love
with
you
.
"
Unlike
Elisabeth
,
Felicia
never
saw
what
did
not
exist
,
and
therefore
was
able
sometimes
to
perceive
what
did
.
"
Good
gracious
,
what
an
idea
!
He
'd
simply
roar
with
laughter
at
the
mere
thought
of
such
a
thing
!
Why
,
Christopher
is
n't
capable
of
falling
in
love
with
anybody
;
he
has
n't
got
it
in
him
,
he
is
so
frightfully
matter-of-fact
.
"
Felicia
looked
dubious
.
"
Then
do
n't
you
think
he
will
ever
marry
?
"
"
Oh
,
yes
,
he
'll
marry
fast
enough
—
a
sweet
,
domestic
woman
,
who
plays
the
piano
and
does
crochet-work
;
and
he
will
talk
to
her
about
the
price
of
iron
and
the
integrity
of
the
empire
,
and
will
think
that
he
is
making
love
,
and
she
will
think
so
too
.
And
they
will
both
of
them
go
down
to
their
graves
without
ever
finding
out
that
the
life
is
more
than
meat
or
the
body
than
raiment
.
"
Elisabeth
was
very
hard
on
Christopher
just
then
,
and
nothing
that
Felicia
could
say
succeeded
in
softening
her
.
Women
are
apt
to
be
hard
when
they
are
quite
young
—
and
sometimes
even
later
.
Felicia
Herbert
was
the
eldest
of
a
large
family
.
Her
parents
,
though
well-to-do
,
were
not
rich
;
and
it
was
the
dream
of
Mrs.
Herbert
's
life
that
her
daughter
's
beauty
should
bring
about
a
great
match
.
She
was
a
good
woman
according
to
her
lights
,
and
a
most
excellent
wife
and
mother
;
but
if
she
had
a
weakness
—
and
who
(
except
,
of
course
,
one
's
self
)
is
without
one
?
—
that
weakness
was
social
ambition
.
"
You
will
understand
,
my
dear
,
"
she
said
confidentially
to
Elisabeth
,
"
that
it
would
be
the
greatest
comfort
to
Mr.
Herbert
and
myself
to
see
Felicia
married
to
a
God-fearing
man
;
and
,
of
course
,
if
he
kept
his
own
carriage
as
well
we
should
be
all
the
better
satisfied
.
"
"
I
do
n't
think
that
money
really
makes
people
happy
,
"
replied
Elisabeth
,
strong
in
the
unworldliness
of
those
who
have
never
known
what
it
is
to
do
without
anything
that
money
can
buy
.
"
Of
course
not
,
my
dear
—
of
course
not
;
nothing
but
religion
can
bring
true
happiness
.
Whenever
I
am
tempted
to
be
anxious
about
my
children
's
future
,
I
always
check
myself
by
saying
,
'
The
Lord
will
provide
;
though
I
can
not
sometimes
help
hoping
that
the
provision
will
be
an
ample
one
as
far
as
Felicia
is
concerned
,
because
she
is
so
extremely
nice-looking
.
"
"
She
is
perfectly
lovely
!
"
exclaimed
Elisabeth
enthusiastically
;
"
and
she
gets
lovelier
and
lovelier
every
time
I
see
her
.
If
I
were
to
change
places
with
all
the
rich
men
in
the
world
,
I
should
never
do
anything
but
keep
on
marrying
Felicia
.
"
"
Still
,
she
could
only
marry
one
of
you
,
my
dear
.
But
,
between
ourselves
,
I
just
want
to
ask
you
a
few
questions
about
a
Mr.
Thornley
whom
Felicia
met
at
your
house
.
I
fancied
she
was
a
wee
bit
interested
in
him
.
"
"
Interested
in
Chris
!
Oh
!
she
could
n't
possibly
be
.
No
girl
could
be
interested
in
Christopher
in
that
way
.
"
"
Why
not
,
my
dear
?
Is
he
so
unusually
plain
?
"
"
Oh
!
no
;
he
is
very
good-looking
;
but
he
has
a
good
head
for
figures
and
a
poor
eye
for
faces
.
In
short
,
he
is
a
sensible
man
,
and
girls
do
n't
fall
in
love
with
sensible
men
.
"
"
I
think
you
are
mistaken
there
;
I
do
indeed
.
I
have
known
many
instances
of
women
becoming
sincerely
attached
to
sensible
men
.
"
"
You
do
n't
know
how
overpoweringly
sensible
Christopher
is
.
He
is
so
wise
that
he
never
makes
a
joke
unless
it
has
some
point
in
it
.
"
"
There
is
no
harm
in
that
,
my
dear
.
I
never
see
the
point
of
a
joke
myself
,
I
admit
;
but
I
like
to
know
that
there
is
one
.
"
"
And
when
he
goes
for
a
walk
with
a
girl
,
he
never
talks
nonsense
to
her
,
"
continued
Elisabeth
,
"
but
treats
her
exactly
as
if
she
were
his
maiden
aunt
.
"
"
But
why
should
he
talk
nonsense
to
her
?
It
is
a
great
waste
of
time
to
talk
nonsense
;
I
am
not
sure
that
it
is
not
even
a
sin
.
Is
Mr.
Thornley
well
off
?
"
"
No.
His
uncle
,
Mr.
Smallwood
,
is
the
general
manager
of
our
works
;
and
Christopher
has
only
his
salary
as
sub-manager
,
and
what
his
uncle
may
leave
him
.
His
mother
was
Mr.
Smallwood
's
sister
,
and
married
a
ne'er-do-weel-who
left
her
penniless
;
at
least
,
that
is
to
say
,
if
he
ever
had
a
mother
—
which
I
sometimes
doubt
,
as
he
understands
women
so
little
.
"
"
Still
,
I
think
we
can
take
that
for
granted
,
"
said
Mrs.
Herbert
,
smiling
with
pride
at
having
seen
Elisabeth
's
little
joke
,
and
feeling
quite
a
wit
herself
in
consequence
.
One
of
the
secrets
of
Elisabeth
's
popularity
was
that
she
had
a
knack
of
impressing
the
people
with
whom
she
talked
,
not
so
much
with
a
sense
of
her
cleverness
as
with
a
sense
of
their
own
.
She
not
only
talked
well
herself
,
she
made
other
people
talk
well
also
—
a
far
more
excellent
gift
.
"
So
,
"
she
went
on
,
"
if
his
uncle
had
n't
adopted
him
,
I
suppose
Chris
would
have
starved
to
death
when
he
was
a
child
;
and
that
would
have
been
extremely
unpleasant
for
him
,
poor
boy
!
"
"
Ah
!
that
would
have
been
terrible
,
my
dear
!
"
exclaimed
Mrs.
Herbert
,
so
full
of
pity
for
Christopher
that
she
was
willing
to
give
him
anything
short
of
her
firstborn
.
She
was
really
a
kind-hearted
woman
.
Elisabeth
looked
out
of
the
window
at
the
group
of
stunted
shrubs
with
black-edged
leaves
which
entitled
Felicia
's
home
to
be
called
Wood
Glen
.
"
There
is
one
thing
to
be
said
in
favour
of
starvation
,
"
she
said
solemnly
,
"
it
would
keep
one
from
getting
stout
,
and
stoutness
is
the
cruellest
curse
of
all
.
I
'd
rather
be
dead
than
stout
any
day
.
"
"
My
dear
child
,
you
are
talking
nonsense
.
What
would
be
the
advantage
of
being
thin
if
you
were
not
alive
?
"
"
When
you
come
to
that
,
what
would
be
the
advantage
of
being
alive
if
you
were
n't
thin
?
"
retorted
Elisabeth
.
"
The
two
cases
are
not
parallel
,
my
dear
;
you
see
you
could
n't
be
thin
without
being
alive
,
but
you
could
be
alive
without
being
thin
.
"
"
It
is
possible
;
I
have
come
across
such
cases
myself
,
but
I
devoutly
trust
mine
may
never
be
one
of
them
.
As
the
hymn
says
,
I
shall
always
be
'
content
to
fill
a
little
space
.
'
"
"
Ah
!
but
I
think
the
hymn
does
n't
mean
it
quite
in
that
sense
.
I
believe
the
hymn
refers
rather
to
the
greatness
of
one
's
attainments
and
possessions
than
to
one
's
personal
bulk
.
"
Elisabeth
opened
her
eyes
wide
with
an
expression
of
childlike
simplicity
.
"
Do
you
really
think
so
?
"
"
I
do
,
my
dear
.
You
know
one
must
not
take
poetry
too
literally
;
verse
writers
are
allowed
what
is
termed
'
poetic
license
,
'
and
are
rarely
,
if
ever
,
quite
accurate
in
their
statements
.
I
suppose
it
would
be
too
difficult
for
anybody
to
get
both
the
truth
and
the
rhyme
to
fit
in
,
and
so
the
truth
has
to
be
somewhat
adapted
.
But
about
Mr.
Thornley
,
my
love
;
you
do
n't
think
that
he
and
Felicia
are
at
all
interested
in
one
another
?
"
"
Good
gracious
,
no
!
I
'm
sure
they
are
not
.
If
they
had
been
,
I
should
have
spotted
it
and
talked
about
it
ages
ago
.
"
"
I
hope
you
are
not
given
to
talk
about
such
things
,
even
if
you
do
perceive
them
,
"
said
Mrs.
Herbert
,
with
reproof
in
her
tone
;
"
talking
scandal
is
a
sad
habit
.
"
"
But
it
is
n't
scandal
to
say
that
a
man
is
in
love
with
a
woman
—
in
fact
,
it
is
the
very
opposite
.
It
is
much
worse
scandal
never
to
talk
about
a
woman
in
that
way
,
because
that
means
that
you
think
she
is
either
too
old
or
too
ugly
to
have
a
lover
,
and
that
is
the
worst
scandal
of
all
.
I
always
feel
immensely
tickled
when
I
hear
women
pluming
themselves
on
the
fact
that
they
never
get
talked
about
;
and
I
long
to
say
to
them
,
'
There
is
nothing
to
be
proud
of
in
that
,
my
dears
;
it
only
means
that
the
world
is
tacitly
calling
you
stupid
old
frights
.
'
Why
,
I
'd
rather
people
found
fault
with
me
than
did
not
talk
about
me
at
all
.
"
"
Then
I
am
afraid
you
are
not
'
content
to
fill
a
little
space
,
'
"
said
Mrs.
Herbert
severely
.
"
To
tell
you
the
truth
I
do
n't
think
I
am
,
"
replied
Elisabeth
,
with
engaging
frankness
;
"
conceit
is
my
besetting
sin
and
I
know
it
.
Not
stately
,
scornful
,
dignified
pride
,
but
downright
,
inflated
,
perky
,
puffed-up
conceit
.
I
have
often
remarked
upon
it
to
Christopher
,
and
he
has
always
agreed
with
me
.
"
"
But
,
my
dear
,
the
consciousness
of
a
fault
is
surely
one
step
toward
its
cure
.
"
"
Not
it
,
"
replied
Elisabeth
,
shaking
her
head
;
"
I
've
always
known
I
am
conceited
,
yet
I
get
conceiteder
and
conceiteder
every
year
.
Bless
you
!
I
do
n't
want
to
'
fill
a
little
space
,
'
and
I
particularly
do
n't
want
'
a
heart
at
leisure
from
itself
'
;
I
think
that
is
such
a
dull
,
old-maidish
sort
of
thing
to
have
—
I
would
n't
have
one
for
anything
.
People
who
have
hearts
at
leisure
from
themselves
always
want
to
understudy
Providence
,
you
will
notice
.
"
Mrs.
Herbert
looked
shocked
.
"
My
dear
,
what
do
you
mean
?
"
"
I
mean
that
really
good
people
,
who
have
no
interests
of
their
own
,
are
too
fond
of
playing
the
part
of
Providence
to
other
people
.
That
their
motives
are
excellent
I
admit
;
they
are
not
a
bit
selfish
,
and
they
interfere
with
you
for
your
own
good
;
but
they
successfully
accomplish
as
much
incurable
mischief
in
half
an
hour
as
it
would
take
half
a
dozen
professional
mischief-makers
at
least
a
year
to
finish
off
satisfactorily
.
If
they
can
not
mind
their
own
business
it
does
n't
follow
that
Providence
ca
n't
either
,
do
n't
you
see
?
"
Whereupon
Felicia
entered
the
room
,
and
the
conversation
was
abruptly
closed
;
but
not
before
Mrs.
Herbert
had
decided
that
if
Providence
had
selected
her
daughter
as
the
consoler
of
Christopher
's
sorrows
,
Providence
must
be
gently
and
patiently
reasoned
with
until
another
and
more
suitable
comforter
was
substituted
.
She
did
not
,
of
course
,
put
the
matter
to
herself
thus
barely
;
but
this
was
what
her
decision
practically
amounted
to
.
But
although
people
might
not
be
talking
,
as
Mrs.
Herbert
imagined
,
about
Christopher
and
Felicia
,
the
tongues
of
Sedgehill
were
all
agog
on
the
subject
of
the
evident
attachment
between
Elisabeth
Farringdon
and
the
master
of
the
Moat
House
.
"
I
'm
afeared
as
our
Miss
Elisabeth
is
keeping
company
with
that
Mr.
Tremaine
;
I
am
indeed
,
"
Mrs.
Bateson
confided
to
her
crony
,
Mrs.
Hankey
.
Mrs.
Hankey
,
as
was
her
wont
,
groaned
both
in
spirit
and
in
person
.
"
So
I
've
heard
tell
,
more
's
the
pity
!
Miss
Elisabeth
is
no
favourite
of
mine
,
as
you
know
,
being
so
dark-complexioned
as
a
child
,
and
I
never
could
abide
dark
babies
.
I
have
n't
much
to
be
thankful
for
,
I
'm
sure
,
for
the
Lord
has
tried
me
sore
,
giving
me
Hankey
as
a
husband
,
and
such
a
poor
appetite
as
I
never
enjoy
a
meal
from
one
year
's
end
to
another
;
but
one
thing
I
can
boast
of
,
and
that
is
my
babies
were
all
fair
,
with
as
clear
a
skin
as
you
could
want
to
see
.
Still
,
I
do
n't
wish
the
young
lady
no
harm
,
it
not
being
Christian
to
do
so
;
and
it
is
sad
at
her
age
to
be
tied
to
a
husband
from
which
there
is
no
outlet
but
the
grave
.
"
"
I
do
n't
hold
with
you
there
,
Mrs.
Hankey
;
it
is
dull
work
for
the
women
who
have
nobody
to
order
'
em
about
and
find
fault
with
'
em
.
Why
,
where
's
the
good
of
taking
the
trouble
to
do
a
thing
well
,
if
there
's
no
man
to
blame
you
for
it
afterward
?
But
what
I
want
to
see
is
Miss
Elisabeth
married
to
Master
Christopher
,
them
two
being
made
for
one
another
,
as
you
might
say
.
"
"
He
has
a
new
heart
and
a
nice
fresh
colour
,
has
Master
Christopher
;
which
is
more
than
his
own
mother
—
supposing
she
was
alive
—
could
say
for
Mr.
Tremaine
.
"
"
That
is
so
,
Mrs.
Hankey
.
I
'm
afeared
there
is
n't
much
religion
about
him
.
He
do
n't
even
go
to
church
on
a
Sunday
,
let
alone
chapel
;
though
he
is
wonderful
charitable
to
the
poor
,
I
must
admit
.
"
Mrs.
Hankey
pursed
up
her
mouth
.
"
And
what
are
works
without
faith
,
I
should
like
to
know
!
"
"
Quite
true
—
quite
true
;
but
maybe
the
Lord
ai
n't
quite
as
hard
on
us
as
we
are
on
one
another
,
and
makes
allowances
for
our
bringing-up
and
such
.
"
"
Maybe
,
"
replied
Mrs.
Hankey
,
in
a
tone
which
implied
that
she
hoped
her
friend
was
mistaken
.
"
You
see
,
"
continued
Mrs.
Bateson
,
"
there
's
nothing
helps
you
to
understand
the
ways
of
the
Lord
like
having
children
of
your
own
.
Why
,
afore
I
was
married
,
I
was
for
whipping
every
child
that
was
contrairy
till
it
got
good
again
;
but
after
my
Lucy
Ellen
was
born
,
I
found
that
her
contrairiness
made
me
sorry
for
her
instead
of
angry
with
her
,
and
I
knowed
as
the
poor
little
thing
was
feeling
poorly
or
else
she
'd
never
have
been
like
that
.
So
instead
of
punishing
her
,
I
just
comforted
her
;
and
the
more
contradictious
she
got
,
the
more
I
knowed
as
she
wanted
comfort
.
And
I
do
n't
doubt
but
the
Lord
knows
that
the
more
we
kick
against
Him
the
more
we
need
Him
;
and
that
He
makes
allowance
accordingly
.
"
"
You
seem
to
have
comfortable
thoughts
about
things
;
I
only
hope
as
you
are
not
encouraging
false
hopes
and
crying
peace
where
there
is
no
peace
,
"
remarked
Mrs.
Hankey
severely
.
But
Mrs.
Bateson
was
not
affrighted
.
"
Do
n't
you
know
how
ashamed
you
feel
when
folks
think
better
of
you
than
you
deserve
?
I
remember
years
ago
,
when
Caleb
came
a-courting
me
,
I
was
minded
once
to
throw
him
over
,
because
he
was
full
solemn
to
take
a
young
maid
's
fancy
.
And
when
I
was
debating
within
myself
whether
I
'd
throw
him
over
or
no
,
he
says
to
me
,
'
Kezia
,
my
lass
,
'
he
says
,
'
I
'm
not
afeared
as
ye
'll
give
me
the
slip
,
for
all
your
saucy
ways
;
other
folks
may
think
you
're
a
bit
flirty
,
but
I
know
you
better
than
they
do
,
and
I
trust
you
with
all
my
heart
.
'
Do
you
think
I
could
have
disappointed
him
after
that
,
Mrs.
Hankey
?
Not
for
the
whole
world
.
But
I
was
that
ashamed
as
never
was
,
for
even
having
thought
of
such
a
thing
.
And
if
we
poor
sinful
souls
feel
like
that
,
do
you
think
the
Lord
is
the
One
to
disappoint
folks
for
thinking
better
of
Him
than
He
deserves
?
Not
He
,
Mrs.
Hankey
;
I
know
Him
better
than
that
.
"
"
I
only
wish
I
could
see
things
in
such
a
cheerful
light
as
you
do
.
"
"
It
was
only
after
my
first
baby
was
born
that
I
began
to
understand
the
Lord
's
ways
a
bit
.
It
's
wonderful
how
caring
for
other
folks
seems
to
bring
you
nearer
to
Him
—
nearer
even
than
class
meetings
and
special
services
,
though
I
would
n't
for
the
world
say
a
word
against
the
means
of
grace
.
"
This
doctrine
was
too
high
for
Mrs.
Hankey
;
she
could
not
attain
to
it
,
so
she
wisely
took
refuge
in
a
side
issue
.
"
It
was
fortunate
for
you
your
eldest
being
a
girl
;
if
the
Lord
had
thought
fit
to
give
me
a
daughter
instead
of
three
sons
,
things
might
have
been
better
with
me
,
"
she
said
,
contentedly
moving
the
burden
of
personal
responsibility
from
her
own
shoulders
to
her
Maker
's
.
"
Do
n't
say
that
,
Mrs.
Hankey
.
Daughters
may
be
more
useful
in
the
house
,
I
must
confess
,
and
less
mischievous
all
round
;
but
they
ca
n't
work
as
hard
for
their
living
as
the
sons
can
when
you
ai
n't
there
to
look
after
them
.
"
"
You
do
n't
know
what
it
is
to
live
in
a
house
full
of
nothing
but
men
,
with
not
a
soul
to
speak
to
about
all
the
queer
tricks
they
're
at
,
many
a
time
I
feel
like
Robinson
Crusoe
on
a
desert
island
among
a
lot
of
savages
.
"
"
And
I
do
n't
blame
you
,
"
agreed
Mrs.
Bateson
sympathetically
;
"
for
my
part
I
do
n't
know
what
I
should
have
done
when
Caleb
and
the
boys
were
troublesome
if
I
could
n't
have
passed
remarks
on
their
behaviour
to
Lucy
Ellen
;
I
missed
her
something
terrible
when
first
she
was
married
for
that
simple
reason
.
You
see
,
it
takes
another
woman
to
understand
how
queer
a
man
is
.
"
"
It
does
,
Mrs.
Bateson
;
you
never
spoke
a
truer
word
.
And
then
think
what
it
must
be
on
your
death-bed
to
have
the
room
full
of
stupid
men
,
tumbling
over
one
another
and
upsetting
the
medicine-bottles
and
putting
everything
in
its
wrong
place
.
Many
a
time
have
I
wished
for
a
daughter
,
if
it
was
but
to
close
my
eyes
;
but
the
Lord
has
seen
fit
to
withhold
His
blessings
from
me
,
and
it
is
not
for
me
to
complain
:
His
ways
not
being
as
our
ways
,
but
often
quite
the
reverse
.
"
"
That
is
so
;
and
I
wish
as
He
'd
seen
fit
to
mate
Miss
Elisabeth
with
Master
Christopher
,
instead
of
letting
her
keep
company
with
that
Mr.
Tremaine
.
"
Mrs.
Hankey
shook
her
head
ominously
.
"
Mr.
Tremaine
is
one
that
has
religious
doubts
.
"
"
Ah
!
that
's
liver
,
"
said
Mrs.
Bateson
,
her
voice
softening
with
pity
;
"
that
comes
from
eating
French
kickshaws
,
and
having
no
mother
to
see
that
he
takes
a
dose
of
soda
and
nitre
now
and
then
to
keep
his
system
cool
.
Poor
young
man
!
"
"
I
hear
as
he
goes
so
far
as
to
deny
the
existence
of
a
God
,
"
continued
Mrs.
Hankey
.
"
All
liver
!
"
repeated
Mrs.
Bateson
;
"
it
often
takes
men
like
that
;
when
they
begin
to
doubt
the
inspiration
of
the
Scriptures
you
know
they
will
be
all
the
better
for
a
dose
of
dandelion
tea
;
but
when
they
go
on
to
deny
the
existence
of
a
God
,
there
's
nothing
for
it
but
chamomile
.
And
I
do
n't
believe
as
the
Lord
takes
their
doubts
any
more
seriously
than
their
wives
take
'
em
.
He
knows
as
well
as
we
do
that
the
poor
things
need
pity
more
than
blame
,
and
dosing
more
than
converting
;
for
He
gave
'
em
their
livers
,
and
we
only
have
to
bear
with
them
and
return
thanks
to
Him
for
having
made
ours
of
a
different
pattern
.
"
"
And
what
do
the
women
as
have
doubts
need
,
I
should
like
to
know
?
"
"
A
husband
and
children
is
the
best
cure
for
them
.
Why
,
when
a
woman
has
a
husband
and
children
to
look
after
,
and
washes
at
home
,
she
has
no
time
,
bless
you
!
to
be
teaching
the
Lord
His
business
;
she
has
enough
to
do
minding
her
own
.
"
GREATER
THAN
OUR
HEARTS
The
world
is
weary
of
new
tracks
of
thought
That
lead
to
nought
—
Sick
of
quack
remedies
prescribed
in
vain
For
mortal
pain
,
Yet
still
above
them
all
one
Figure
stands
With
outstretched
Hands
.
"
Cousin
Maria
,
do
you
like
Alan
Tremaine
?
"
asked
Elisabeth
,
not
long
after
her
return
from
Yorkshire
.
"
Like
him
,
my
dear
?
I
neither
like
nor
dislike
persons
with
whom
I
have
as
little
in
common
as
I
have
with
Mr.
Tremaine
.
But
he
strikes
me
as
a
young
man
of
parts
,
and
his
manners
are
admirable
.
"
"
I
was
n't
thinking
about
his
manners
,
I
was
thinking
about
his
views
,
"
said
the
girl
,
walking
across
the
room
and
looking
through
the
window
at
the
valley
smiling
in
the
light
of
the
summer
morning
;
"
do
n't
you
think
they
are
very
broad
and
enlightened
?
"
"
I
daresay
they
are
.
Young
persons
of
superior
intelligence
are
frequently
dazzled
by
their
own
brilliance
at
first
,
and
consider
that
they
were
sent
into
the
world
specially
to
confute
the
law
and
the
prophets
.
As
they
grow
older
they
learn
better
.
"
Elisabeth
began
playing
with
the
blind-cord
.
"
I
think
he
is
awfully
clever
,
"
she
remarked
.
"
My
dear
,
how
often
must
I
beg
you
not
to
use
that
word
awfully
,
except
in
its
correct
sense
?
Remember
that
we
hold
the
English
tongue
in
trust
—
it
belongs
to
the
nation
and
not
to
us
—
and
we
have
no
more
right
to
profane
England
's
language
by
the
introduction
of
coined
words
and
slang
expressions
than
we
have
to
disendow
her
institutions
or
to
pollute
her
rivers
.
"
"
All
right
;
I
'll
try
not
to
forget
again
.
But
you
really
do
think
Alan
is
clever
,
do
n't
you
?
"
"
He
is
undoubtedly
intelligent
,
and
possesses
the
knack
of
appearing
even
more
intelligent
than
he
is
;
but
at
present
he
has
not
learned
his
own
limitations
.
"
"
You
mean
that
he
is
n't
clever
enough
to
know
that
he
is
n't
cleverer
,
"
suggested
Elisabeth
.
"
Well
,
my
dear
,
I
should
never
have
put
it
in
that
way
,
but
that
approximately
expresses
my
ideas
about
our
young
friend
.
"
"
And
he
is
aw
—
I
mean
frightfully
well
off
.
"
Miss
Farringdon
looked
sternly
at
the
speaker
.
"
Never
again
let
me
hear
you
refer
to
the
income
of
persons
about
whom
you
are
speaking
,
Elisabeth
;
it
is
a
form
of
ill-breeding
which
I
can
not
for
a
moment
tolerate
in
my
house
.
That
money
is
a
convenience
to
the
possessor
of
it
,
I
do
not
attempt
to
deny
;
but
that
the
presence
or
the
absence
of
it
should
be
counted
as
a
matter
of
any
moment
(
except
to
the
man
himself
)
,
presupposes
a
standpoint
of
such
vulgarity
that
it
is
impossible
for
me
to
discuss
it
.
And
even
the
man
himself
should
never
talk
about
it
;
he
should
merely
silently
recognise
the
fact
,
and
regulate
his
plan
of
life
accordingly
.
"
"
Still
,
I
have
heard
quite
nice
people
sometimes
say
that
they
can
not
afford
things
,
"
argued
Elisabeth
.
"
I
do
not
deny
that
;
even
quite
nice
people
make
mistakes
sometimes
,
and
well-mannered
persons
are
not
invariably
well-mannered
.
Your
quite
nice
people
would
have
been
still
nicer
had
they
realized
that
to
talk
about
one
's
poverty
—
though
not
so
bad
as
talking
about
one
's
wealth
—
is
only
one
degree
better
;
and
that
perfect
gentle-people
would
refer
neither
to
the
one
nor
to
the
other
.
"
"
I
see
.
"
Elisabeth
's
tone
was
subdued
.
"
I
once
knew
a
woman
,
"
continued
Miss
Farringdon
,
"
who
,
by
that
accident
of
wealth
,
which
is
of
no
interest
to
anybody
but
the
possessor
,
was
enabled
to
keep
a
butler
and
two
footmen
;
but
in
speaking
of
her
household
to
a
friend
,
who
was
less
richly
endowed
with
worldly
goods
than
herself
,
she
referred
to
these
three
functionaries
as
'
my
parlourmaid
,
'
for
fear
of
appearing
to
be
conscious
of
her
own
superiority
in
this
respect
.
Now
this
woman
,
though
kind-hearted
,
was
distinctly
vulgar
.
"
"
But
you
have
always
taught
me
that
it
is
good
manners
to
keep
out
of
sight
any
point
on
which
you
have
the
advantage
over
the
people
you
are
talking
to
,
"
Elisabeth
persisted
.
"
You
have
told
me
hundreds
of
times
that
I
must
never
show
off
my
knowledge
after
other
people
have
displayed
their
ignorance
;
and
that
I
must
not
even
be
obtrusively
polite
after
they
have
been
obviously
rude
.
Those
are
your
very
words
,
Cousin
Maria
:
you
see
I
can
give
chapter
and
verse
.
"
"
And
I
meant
what
I
said
,
my
dear
.
Wider
knowledge
and
higher
breeding
are
signs
of
actual
superiority
,
and
therefore
should
never
be
flaunted
.
The
vulgarity
in
the
woman
I
am
speaking
about
lay
in
imagining
that
there
is
any
superiority
in
having
more
money
than
another
person
:
there
is
not
.
To
hide
the
difference
proved
that
she
thought
there
was
a
difference
,
and
this
proved
that
her
standpoint
was
an
essentially
plebeian
one
.
There
was
no
difference
at
all
,
save
one
of
convenience
;
the
same
sort
of
difference
there
is
between
people
who
have
hot
water
laid
on
all
over
their
houses
and
those
who
have
to
carry
it
upstairs
.
And
who
would
be
so
trivial
and
commonplace
as
to
talk
about
that
?
"
Elisabeth
,
seeing
that
her
cousin
was
in
the
right
,
wisely
changed
the
subject
.
"
The
Bishop
of
Merchester
is
preaching
at
St.
Peter
's
Church
,
in
Silverhampton
,
on
St.
Peter
's
Day
,
and
I
have
asked
Alan
Tremaine
to
drive
me
over
in
his
dog-cart
to
hear
him
.
"
Although
she
had
strayed
from
the
old
paths
of
dogma
and
doctrine
,
Elisabeth
could
not
eradicate
the
inborn
Methodist
nature
which
hungers
and
thirsts
after
righteousness
as
set
forth
in
sermons
.
"
I
should
like
to
hear
him
too
,
my
dear
,
"
said
Miss
Farringdon
,
who
also
had
been
born
a
Methodist
.
"
Then
will
you
come
?
In
that
case
we
can
have
our
own
carriage
,
and
I
need
n't
bother
Alan
,
"
said
Elisabeth
,
with
disappointment
written
in
capital
letters
all
over
her
expressive
face
.
"
On
which
day
is
it
,
and
at
what
hour
?
"
"
To-morrow
evening
at
half-past
six
,
"
replied
the
girl
,
knowing
that
this
was
the
hour
of
the
evening
sacrifice
at
East
Lane
Chapel
,
and
trusting
to
the
power
of
habit
and
early
association
to
avert
the
addition
of
that
third
which
would
render
two
no
longer
any
company
for
each
other
.
Her
trust
was
not
misplaced
.
"
It
is
our
weekevening
service
,
my
dear
,
with
the
prayer-meeting
after
.
Did
you
forget
?
"
Elisabeth
endeavoured
to
simulate
the
sudden
awakening
of
a
dormant
memory
.
"
So
it
is
!
"
"
I
see
no
reason
why
you
should
not
go
into
Silverhampton
to
hear
the
Bishop
,
"
said
Miss
Farringdon
kindly
.
"
I
like
young
people
to
learn
the
faith
once
delivered
to
the
saints
,
from
all
sorts
and
conditions
of
teachers
;
but
I
shall
feel
it
my
duty
to
be
in
my
accustomed
place
.
"
So
it
came
to
pass
,
one
never-to-be-forgotten
summer
afternoon
,
that
Alan
Tremaine
drove
Elisabeth
Farringdon
into
Silverhampton
to
hear
the
Bishop
of
Merchester
preach
.
As
soon
as
she
was
safely
tucked
up
in
the
dog-cart
,
with
no
way
of
escape
,
Elisabeth
saw
a
look
in
Alan
's
eyes
which
told
her
that
he
meant
to
make
love
to
her
;
so
with
that
old
,
old
feminine
instinct
,
which
made
the
prehistoric
woman
take
to
her
heels
when
the
prehistoric
man
began
to
run
after
her
,
this
daughter
of
the
nineteenth
century
took
refuge
in
an
armour
of
flippancy
,
which
is
the
best
shield
yet
invented
for
resisting
Cupid
's
darts
.
It
was
a
glorious
afternoon
—
one
of
those
afternoons
which
advertise
to
all
the
world
how
excellent
was
the
lotus-eaters
'
method
of
dividing
time
;
and
although
the
woods
had
exchanged
the
fresh
variety
of
spring
for
the
dark
green
sameness
of
summer
,
the
fields
were
gay
with
haymakers
,
and
the
world
still
seemed
full
of
joyous
and
abundant
life
.
"
Let
's
go
the
country
way
,
"
Elisabeth
had
said
at
starting
;
"
and
then
we
can
come
back
by
the
town
.
"
So
the
two
drove
by
Badgering
Woods
,
and
across
the
wide
common
;
and
as
they
went
they
saw
and
felt
that
the
world
was
very
good
.
Elisabeth
was
highly
sensitive
to
the
influences
of
nature
,
and
,
left
to
herself
,
would
have
leaned
toward
sentiment
on
such
an
afternoon
as
this
;
but
she
had
seen
that
look
in
Alan
's
eyes
,
and
that
was
enough
for
her
.
"
Do
you
know
,
"
began
Tremaine
,
getting
to
work
,
"
that
I
have
been
doing
nothing
lately
but
thinking
about
you
?
And
I
have
come
to
the
conclusion
that
what
appeals
so
much
to
me
is
your
strength
.
The
sweetness
which
attracts
some
men
has
no
charm
for
me
;
I
am
one
of
the
men
who
above
all
things
admire
and
reverence
a
strong
woman
,
though
I
know
that
the
sweet
and
clinging
woman
is
to
some
the
ideal
of
feminine
perfection
.
But
different
men
,
of
course
,
admire
different
types
.
"
"
Exactly
;
there
is
a
Latin
proverb
,
something
about
tots
and
sentences
,
which
embodies
that
idea
,
"
suggested
Elisabeth
,
with
a
nervous
,
girlish
laugh
.
Alan
did
not
smile
;
he
made
it
a
rule
never
to
encourage
flippancy
in
women
.
"
It
is
hardly
kind
of
you
to
laugh
at
me
when
I
am
speaking
seriously
,
"
he
said
,
"
and
it
would
serve
you
right
if
I
turned
my
horse
's
head
round
and
refused
to
let
you
hear
your
Bishop
.
But
I
will
not
punish
you
this
time
;
I
will
heap
coals
of
fire
on
your
head
by
driving
on
.
"
"
Oh
!
do
n't
begin
heaping
coals
of
fire
on
people
's
head
,
Mr.
Tremaine
;
it
is
a
dangerous
habit
,
and
those
who
indulge
in
it
always
get
their
fingers
burned
in
the
end
—
just
as
they
do
when
they
play
with
edged
tools
,
or
do
something
(
I
forget
what
)
with
their
own
petard
.
"
There
was
a
moment
's
silence
,
and
then
Alan
said
—
"
It
makes
me
very
unhappy
when
you
are
in
a
mood
like
this
;
I
do
not
understand
it
,
and
it
seems
to
raise
up
an
impassable
barrier
between
us
.
"
"
Please
do
n't
be
unhappy
about
a
little
thing
like
that
;
wait
till
you
break
a
front
tooth
,
or
lose
your
collar-stud
,
or
have
some
other
real
trouble
to
cry
over
.
But
now
you
are
making
a
trouble
out
of
nothing
,
and
I
have
no
patience
with
people
who
make
troubles
out
of
nothing
;
it
seems
to
me
like
getting
one
's
boots
spoiled
by
a
watering-cart
when
it
is
dry
weather
;
and
that
is
a
thing
which
makes
me
most
frightfully
angry
.
"
"
Do
many
things
make
you
angry
,
I
wonder
?
"
"
Some
things
and
some
people
.
"
"
Tell
me
what
sort
of
people
make
a
woman
of
your
type
angry
.
"
Elisabeth
fell
into
the
trap
;
she
could
never
resist
the
opportunity
of
discussing
herself
from
an
outside
point
of
view
.
If
Alan
had
said
you
,
she
would
have
snubbed
him
at
once
;
but
the
well-chosen
words
,
a
woman
of
your
type
,
completely
carried
her
away
.
She
was
not
an
egotist
;
she
was
only
intensely
interested
in
herself
as
the
single
specimen
of
humanity
which
she
was
able
to
study
exhaustively
.
"
I
think
the
people
who
make
me
angry
are
the
unresponsive
people
,
"
she
replied
thoughtfully
;
"
the
people
who
do
not
put
their
minds
into
the
same
key
as
mine
when
I
am
talking
to
them
.
Do
n't
you
know
the
sort
?
When
you
discuss
a
thing
from
one
standpoint
they
persist
in
discussing
it
from
another
;
and
as
soon
as
you
try
to
see
it
from
their
point
of
view
,
they
fly
off
to
a
third
.
It
is
n't
so
much
that
they
differ
from
you
—
that
you
would
not
mind
;
there
is
a
certain
harmony
in
difference
which
is
more
effective
than
its
unison
of
perfect
agreement
—
but
they
sing
the
same
tune
in
another
key
,
and
the
discords
are
excruciating
.
Then
the
people
who
argue
make
me
angry
;
those
who
argue
about
trifles
,
I
mean
.
"
"
Ah
!
All
you
women
are
alike
in
that
;
you
love
discussion
,
and
hate
argument
.
The
cause
of
which
is
that
you
decide
things
by
instinct
rather
than
by
reason
,
and
that
therefore
—
although
you
know
you
are
right
—
you
can
not
possibly
prove
it
.
"
"
Then
,
"
Elisabeth
continued
,
"
I
get
very
angry
with
the
people
who
will
bother
about
non-essentials
;
who
,
when
you
have
got
hold
of
the
vital
centre
of
a
question
,
stray
off
to
side
issues
.
They
are
first-cousins
of
the
people
who
talk
in
different
keys
.
"
"
I
should
have
said
they
were
the
same
.
"
"
Well
,
perhaps
they
are
;
I
believe
you
are
right
.
Christopher
Thornley
is
one
of
that
sort
;
when
you
are
discussing
one
side
of
a
thing
with
him
,
you
'll
find
him
playing
bo-peep
with
you
round
the
other
;
and
you
never
can
get
him
into
the
right
mood
at
the
right
time
.
He
makes
me
simply
furious
sometimes
.
Do
you
know
,
I
think
if
I
were
a
dog
I
should
often
bite
Christopher
?
He
makes
me
angry
in
a
biting
kind
of
way
.
"
Alan
smiled
faintly
at
this
;
jokes
at
Christopher
's
expense
were
naturally
more
humorous
than
jokes
at
his
own
.
"
And
what
other
sorts
of
people
make
you
angry
?
"
he
asked
.
"
I
'm
afraid
the
people
who
make
me
angriest
of
all
are
the
people
who
wo
n't
do
what
I
tell
them
.
They
really
madden
me
.
"
And
Elisabeth
began
to
laugh
.
"
I
've
got
a
horribly
strong
will
,
you
see
,
and
if
people
go
against
it
,
I
want
them
to
be
sent
to
the
dentist
's
every
morning
,
and
to
the
photographer
's
every
afternoon
,
for
the
rest
of
their
lives
.
Now
Christopher
is
one
of
the
worst
of
those
;
I
ca
n't
make
him
do
what
I
want
just
because
I
want
it
;
he
always
wishes
to
know
why
I
want
it
,
and
that
is
so
silly
and
tiresome
of
him
,
because
nine
times
out
of
ten
I
do
n't
know
myself
.
"
"
Very
trying
!
"
"
Christopher
certainly
has
the
knack
of
making
me
angrier
than
anybody
else
I
ever
met
,
"
said
Elisabeth
thoughtfully
.
"
I
wonder
why
it
is
?
I
suppose
it
must
be
because
I
have
known
him
for
so
long
.
I
ca
n't
see
any
other
reason
.
I
am
generally
such
an
easy-going
,
good-tempered
girl
;
but
when
Christopher
begins
to
argue
and
dictate
and
contradict
,
the
Furies
simply
are
n't
in
it
with
me
.
"
"
The
excellent
Thornley
certainly
has
his
limitations
.
"
Elisabeth
's
eyes
flashed
.
She
did
not
mind
finding
fault
with
Christopher
herself
;
in
fact
,
she
found
such
fault-finding
absolutely
necessary
to
her
well-being
;
but
she
resented
any
attempt
on
the
part
of
another
to
usurp
this
,
her
peculiar
prerogative
.
"
He
is
very
good
,
all
the
same
,
"
she
said
,
"
and
extremely
clever
;
and
he
is
my
greatest
friend
.
"
But
Alan
was
bored
by
Christopher
as
a
subject
of
conversation
,
so
he
changed
him
for
Elisabeth
's
self
.
"
How
loyal
you
are
!
"
he
exclaimed
with
admiration
;
"
it
is
indeed
a
patent
of
nobility
to
be
counted
among
your
friends
.
"
The
girl
,
having
just
been
guilty
of
disloyalty
,
was
naturally
delighted
at
this
compliment
.
"
You
always
understand
and
appreciate
me
,
"
she
said
gratefully
,
unconscious
of
the
fact
that
it
was
Alan
's
lack
of
understanding
and
appreciation
which
had
aroused
her
gratitude
just
then
.
Perfect
comprehension
—
untempered
by
perfect
love
—
would
be
a
terrible
thing
;
mercifully
for
us
poor
mortals
it
does
not
exist
.
Alan
went
on
:
"
Because
I
possess
this
patent
of
nobility
,
I
am
going
to
presume
upon
my
privileges
and
ask
you
to
help
me
in
my
life-work
;
and
my
life-work
,
as
you
know
,
is
to
ameliorate
the
condition
of
the
poor
,
and
to
carry
to
some
extent
the
burdens
which
they
are
bound
to
bear
.
"
Elisabeth
looked
up
at
him
,
her
face
full
of
interest
;
no
appeal
to
her
pity
was
ever
made
in
vain
.
If
people
expected
her
to
admire
them
,
they
were
frequently
disappointed
;
if
they
wished
her
to
fear
them
,
their
wish
was
absolutely
denied
;
but
if
they
only
wanted
her
to
be
sorry
for
them
,
they
were
abundantly
satisfied
,
sympathy
being
the
keynote
of
her
character
.
She
was
too
fastidious
often
to
admire
;
she
was
too
strong
ever
to
fear
;
but
her
tenderness
was
unfailing
toward
those
who
had
once
appealed
to
her
pity
,
and
whose
weakness
had
for
once
allowed
itself
to
rest
upon
her
strength
.
Therefore
Alan
's
desire
to
help
the
poor
,
and
to
make
them
happier
,
struck
the
dominant
chord
in
her
nature
;
but
unfortunately
when
she
raised
her
eyes
,
full
of
sympathetic
sympathy
,
to
his
,
she
encountered
that
look
in
the
latter
which
had
frightened
her
at
the
beginning
of
the
excursion
;
so
she
again
clothed
herself
in
her
garment
of
flippancy
,
and
hardened
her
heart
as
the
nether
millstone
.
In
blissful
unconsciousness
Alan
continued
—
"
Society
is
just
now
passing
through
a
transition
stage
.
The
interests
of
capital
and
labour
are
at
war
with
each
other
;
the
rich
and
the
poor
are
as
two
armies
made
ready
for
battle
,
and
the
question
is
,
What
can
we
do
to
bridge
over
the
gulf
between
the
classes
,
and
to
induce
them
each
to
work
for
,
instead
of
against
,
the
other
?
It
is
these
transition
stages
which
have
proved
the
most
difficult
epochs
in
the
world
's
history
.
"
"
I
hate
transition
stages
and
revolutions
,
they
are
so
unsettling
.
It
seems
to
me
they
are
just
like
the
day
when
your
room
is
cleaned
;
and
that
is
the
most
