"Well, our American Emerson says, you know, that, as the good of travel respects only the mind, we need not depend for it on railways and steamboats."
"It seems to me, if we never moved ourselves, our minds would never really move either."
"Where would you most care to go?"
"To Rome, and Jerusalem, and Egypt, and London."
"Why?"
"They seem like parts of my mind that I shall never know unless I visit them."
"Is there no part of the world that answers to your heart?"
"Oh, the beautiful parts everywhere, I suppose."
"I can well believe it," said Drayton, but with so much simplicity and straightforwardness that Mary Leithe's cheeks scarcely changed color. "And there is beauty enough here," he added, after a pause.
"Yes; I have always liked this place," said she, "though the cottages seem a pity."