It brought the reply: "We hope to be schoolmasters."
She drew in a breath; there was a thin short voice, hardly voice, as when one of the unschooled minor feelings has been bruised. After a while she said—
"Does he think it a career?"
"Not brilliant."
"He was formed for a soldier."
"He had to go as the road led."
"A young man renouncing ambition!"
"Considering what we can do best."
"It signifies the taste for what he does."
"Certainly that."