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They were the barristers of their age, paid to make the "worse appear the better reason," yet not teachers of immorality any more than the lawyers of our day, men of talents, the intellectual leaders of society. If they did not advance positive truths, they were useful in the method they created. They taught the art of disputation. They doubtless quibbled when they had a bad cause to present.
We prize liberty, Aunt Bell, but liberty with woman has become license since she lost faith in the word of God that holds her subject to man. We should be thankful that the mother Church still stands firm on that rock the rock of woman's subjection to man. Our own Church has quibbled, Aunt Bell, but look at the fine consistency of the Church of Rome.
Feeling sure that he loved his son while he spoke so loftily, she reverenced him still, baffled as she was, and sensible that she had been quibbled with. "All I ask of you is to open your heart to him," she said. He kept silent. "Call him a man, he is, and must ever be the child of your education, my friend."
If Joseph Winthrop had been given the alternative of speaking his secret or giving up his life, he would have offered the few years that might be his, without question or halting. For he was a man of simple, single mind. He never quibbled or thought of taking back any of the things which he had given to Christ.
"If you will wait a minute or two the agent will be back," said Tavia in her very nicest voice. "He is just putting the mail on the train." "Dear me!" and the nurse turned away. Then she returned. "Are you his daughter?" "No, his his niece," quibbled Tavia. What else could she do just then? And didn't Sam say he would adopt her?
The imminence of such good fortune made me doubt my own efficiency. "Suppose I was the wrong man," I quibbled for want of something better to say. "The executors will have to take their chance on that," he said, rising with the air of a man who has rounded out a discussion. "Come! Let's settle the thing." Ballard had always had a way with him, a way as foreign to my own as the day from night.
He really suffered from this, but remained firm and defended his position, quibbled, sought for subterfuges, replied by the eternal and vague: "What would be the good of it," which nearly sent Charlotte mad, made her furious and caused her to say angry and ill-tempered things. But he remained passive and listless, with his back bent like a restive horse under the whip.
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