"I would like a wind better," Eleanor said smiling.
"Can you possess your soul in patience?"
"Yes," she said, but gently and with a slight intonation that spoke of several latent things.
"We are well on our way now,—if a wind would come!"
"It will come."
"I have never asked you," said Mr. Amos. "How do you expect to find life in the islands?"
"In what respect? In general, I should say, as unlike this as possible."
"Of course. I understand there is no stagnation there. But as to hardships—as to the people?"
"The people are part Christianized and part unchristianized; that gives every variety of experience among them, I suppose. The unchristianized are as bad as they can be, very nearly; the good, very good. As to hardships, I have no expectation."
"You have not data to form one?"