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No one that I remember has attempted to trace such effects to their causes, and then back again from their causes, which would be much more important." "Yes, I dare say," Minver put in. "But if they all amount to the same thing in the end, what difference would it make?" "It would perhaps establish the identity of good and evil," Wanhope suggested.
I'd rather hear your guess. If you know Braybridge better than I," Wanhope said. "Well," Halson compromised, "perhaps I've known him longer." He asked, with an effect of coming to business, "Where were you?" "Tell him, Rulledge," Minver ordered, and Rulledge apparently asked nothing better. He told him in detail, all we knew from any source, down to the moment of Wanhope's arrested conjecture.
"Not," said Minver, "if you suppose that Ormond was off his nut. But, in regard to the whole matter, there is always a question of how much truth there was in what she said about it." "Of course," the psychologist admitted, "that is a question which must be considered. The question of testimony in such matters is the difficult thing.
For every bashful man, there must be a bashful woman," Wanhope returned. "Or a bold one," Minver suggested. "No; the response must be in kind to be truly complemental. Through the sense of their reciprocal timidity they divine that they needn't be afraid." "Oh! That's the way you get out of it!" "Well?" Rulledge urged.
It's merely, after all, the call of the maiden bird, and there's nothing lovelier or more endearing in nature than that." "Maiden bird is good, Acton," Minver approved. "Why don't you institute a class of fiction where the love-making is all done by the maiden birds, as you call them or the widow birds? It would be tremendously popular with both sexes.
"I have heard," Minver went on, "that Braybridge insisted on paddling the canoe back to the other shore for her, and that it was on the way that he offered himself." We others stared at Minver in astonishment. Halson glanced covertly toward him with his gay eyes. "Then that wasn't true?" "How did you hear it?" Halson asked. "Oh, never mind. Is it true?"
The worst was trying to walk without limping, and to talk cheerfully and encouragingly with that agony tearing at him. But he managed somehow, and he was congratulating himself on his success when he tumbled down in a dead faint." "Oh, come now!" Minver protested. "It is like an old-fashioned story, where things are operated by accident instead of motive, isn't it?"
His eyes were dancing with what seemed the inextinguishable gayety of his temperament, rather than any present occasion, and his smile carried his little mustache well away from his handsome teeth. "Private?" "Come in! come in!" Minver called to him. "Thought you were in Japan?" "My dear fellow," Halson answered, "you must brush up your contemporary history.
Minver asked. Rulledge would not let Wanhope answer. "Go on, Halson," he said. Halson roused himself from the revery in which he was sitting with glazed eyes. "Well, what made it a little more anxious was that he had heard of bears on that mountain, and the green afternoon light among the trees was perceptibly paling.
I was feeling first-rate, and when General Filbert got in after we started, and stood before me hanging by a strap and talking down to me, I had the decency to propose giving him my seat, as he was about ten years older." "Sure?" Minver asked. "Well, say fifteen. I don't pretend to be a chicken, and never did. But he wouldn't hear of it. Said I had a bundle, and winked at the bunch of Mayflowers.
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