"It looks like being patronized and protected and made a client of."
"Well, why don't you try and get the chance of doing it yourself?"
He smiled.
"I still do hold to that idea—or that dream. I should like it very much if one only had a chance. But no chance seems to turn up; and one loses heart sometimes."
"Oh, no," Minola said earnestly, "don't do that."
"Don't do what?"
He had hardly been thinking of his own words, and he seemed a little surprised at the earnestness of her tone.
"Don't lose heart. Don't give way. Don't fall into the track of the commonplace, and become like every one else. Keep to your purpose, Mr. Heron, and don't be beaten out of it."
"No; I haven't the least idea of that, I can assure you. Quite the contrary. But it is so hard to get a chance, or to do anything all at once. Everything moves so slowly in England. But I have a plan—we are doing something."
"I am very glad. You seem to me to be doing nothing for yourself."