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Arthur is a gentleman, which is saying a good deal in these days. He is affectionate, and, so far as I know, a dutiful son. I have little doubt he would make a good husband." Mrs. Agar wiped away an obvious tear, which ran off Mr. Glynde's mental epidermis like water off the back of the proverbial fowl. This also he had learnt in the course of his dealings with the world.
She knew that in a worldly sense he was more experienced, more thoughtful, cleverer than her mother, but in some ways she inclined towards the maternal opinion on questions connected with herself. At this moment Mrs. Glynde was called from the room, and went reluctantly, feeling that the time was unpropitious. Mr. Glynde's life had been eminently uneventful.
And this young mother of forty smiled softly to herself as if at some recollection. This happiness had come late, as happiness must for us to value it fully, and Mrs. Glynde's somewhat old-fashioned Christianity was of that school which seeks to depreciate by hook or by crook the enjoyment of those sparse goods that the gods send us.
Which, by the way, serves to show how very little the Rector of Stagholme knew of the world. "But," protested Mrs. Agar, "they have not settled it between themselves. That is just it." "Just what?" "Just the difficulty." Immediately Mr. Glynde's face fell to its usual degree of set depression.
We are all men of a world, but it depends upon the size of that world as to what value our citizenship may be. Mr. Glynde's world had always been the Reverend Thomas Glynde. He knew nothing of Dora's world, and lost his way as soon as he set his foot therein. But rather than make inquiries he thought to support paternal dignity by going further.
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