Marian agreed with Virginia. She said when she met people she was interested in the good-looking ones, and always judged them by their faces.
“That is different,” I said, “to judge people by the character written in their faces, as we judge them by all things. But though all beauty is good, the beauty of the personality, of life itself, is surely best.”
TWELFTH MEETING
Through inevitable circumstances the club had been discontinued for six weeks. But I was in personal touch with all the members during this interval.
“We have not met for so long,” I said, “I wonder whether you have forgotten anything of what we had done?”
They all assured me that it was clear in their minds. Henry said: “It has had time to sink in.”
“I am glad,” I went on, “that we happened to stop at the end of a part; that now we begin anew at a new thing. But I am a little afraid to go on. For now we are going to speak of morals, of goodness.”
“Why are you afraid?” asked Marian.
“Because I am so afraid we are going to moralize, to become petty.”
“Don’t be afraid of that,” said Marian; “I have had too much experience to be likely to do it.”