“Yes, the other day, when I had been dozing, I caught myself calling out that he was whistling ‘Johnny Cope’ so loud that he would be heard in the shop.”
“He seems to be settling down more happily here than I expected. I sometimes wonder if there is any attraction at Clipstone.”
“No harm if there were, except—”
“Except what? Early marriage might be the very best thing.”
“Perhaps, though sometimes I doubt whether it is well for a man to have gone through the chief hopes and crises of life so soon. He looks out for fresh excitement.”
“There are so many stages in life,” said Geraldine, sighing. “And with all his likenesses, Gerald is quite different from any of you.”
“So I suppose each generation feels with those who succeed it. Nor do I feel as if I understood the Universities to-day as I did Cambridge thought of old. We can do nothing but wait and pray, and put out a hand where we see cause.”
“Where we see! It is the not seeing that is so trying. The being sure that there is more going on within than is allowed to meet one’s eye, and that one is only patronized as an old grandmother—quite out of it.”
“I think the conditions of life and thought are less simple than in our day.”
“And to come to the present. What is to be done about Adrian—the one who was not a hero, though he made himself out so?”