"That is the best argument you have given me yet," said Toby.
"I don't want it to be an argument at all; I don't want my wish to be any reason at all why you should do it. You must do it because you agree with me."
"But I don't," said Toby.
"Well, tell me when you would shake hands with him," she said. "Would you this day fifty years?"
"No," said Toby.
"Would you if he was dying, or if you were?"
"I think I should; yes, I should."
"Oh, but, Toby, it is far more important to live in charity with people than to die in charity with them! Oh, indeed—indeed it is!" She stopped, and turned round, facing him, and all her soul shone in her eyes. "Indeed it is, Toby!" she said again.
Toby looked at her for a long moment, then drew her nearer him.