"What reason have you to think so?" demanded Meredith, nervously.
"Take the opinion, and let the reason go. On such an argument a good reason will sometimes dwindle into nothing when one tries to explain it."
His hand was on the door as he spoke, and bidding his friend good morning, he left him to his meditations.
CHAPTER LXVI.
| Why waste thy joyous hours in needless pain, Seeking for danger and adventure vain?—Fairy Queen. |
Morton mounted his horse, and rode to the house of Mrs. Euston. He found her daughter alone.
"I have come to take leave of you. I am on my travels again."
"Again! You are always on the wing. I supposed that you must have learned, by this time, to value home, or, at least, be reconciled to staying there in peace."
"My home is a little lonely, and none of the liveliest. Movement is my best repose."