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He knew that he was right in refusing; but he knew that Stoller was right, too, and that he had not meant the logic of what he had said in his letter, and of what Burnamy had let him imply. He braved Stoller's onset, and he left his presence untouched, but feeling as little a moral hero as he well could.
But now, at the change in Burnamy's tone, he changed his manner a little. "Seen your friends since supper?" he asked. "Only a moment. They are rather tired, and they've gone to bed." "That the fellow that edits that book you write for?" "Yes; he owns it, too." The notion of any sort of ownership moved Stoller's respect, and he asked more deferentially, "Makin' a good thing out of it?"
Stoller's courage, which had come and gone at moments throughout, rose at the end, and while they lingered at the table well on to the hour of ten, he said, in the sort of helpless offence he had with Burnamy, "What's the reason we can't all go out tomorrow to that old castle you was talking about?" "To Engelhaus?
He accused some of Stoller's most honored and envied capitalists of being the source of our worst corruptions, and guiltier than the voting-cattle whom they bought and sold. "I think we can get rid of the whole trouble if we go at it the right way," Stoller said, diverging for the sake of the point he wished to bring in. "I believe in having the government run on business principles.
He knew that he was right in refusing; but he knew that Stoller was right, too, and that he had not meant the logic of what he had said in his letter, and of what Burnamy had let him imply. He braved Stoller's onset, and he left his presence untouched, but feeling as little a moral hero as he well could.
Stoller's courage, which had come and gone at moments throughout, rose at the end, and while they lingered at the table well on to the hour of ten, he said, in the sort of helpless offence he had with Burnamy, "What's the reason we can't all go out tomorrow to that old castle you was talking about?" "To Engelhaus?
"Yes, yes; very nice, and I know I shall enjoy it ever so much. But I don't know what you will think of that poor young Burnamy!" "Why, what's happened to him?" "Happened? Stoller's happened." "Oh, have you seen him, already? Well?" "Well, if you had been going to pick out that type of man, you'd have rejected him, because you'd have said he was too pat.
But he knows that I thought Burnamy in the wrong. This may be Stoller's way of wiping out an obligation. Wouldn't you like to go with him?" "The mere thought of his being in the same town is prostrating. I'd far rather he hated us; then he would avoid us." "Well, he doesn't own the town, and if it comes to the worst, perhaps we can avoid him. Let us go out, anyway, and see if we can't."
"Perhaps you had," she said, and they both laughed, though he laughed with a knot between his eyes. "The fact is, you know, this isn't my treat, exactly. It's Mr. Stoller's." At the surprise in her face he hurried on. "He's got back his first letter in the paper, and he's so much pleased with the way he reads in print, that he wants to celebrate." "Yes," said Mrs. March, non-committally.
Stoller's psychological interests to look after." "Oh, yes! Do you like him?" "I don't know. He's a lump of honest selfishness. He isn't bad. You know where to have him. He's simple, too." "You mean, like Mr. March?" "I didn't mean that; but why not? They're not of the same generation, but Stoller isn't modern." "I'm very curious to see him," said the girl. "Do you want me to introduce him?"
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