“One of those strange fatalities we meet with in life. And yet I think there was something of the nature of a judgment in it.”
“Possibly. I am sorry for the woman.”
“Then you are magnanimous.”
“No, I have learned the true values of life. When one has suffered—”
“One loses the meaner impulses?”
“That is so.”
“And remains thankful for what one has?”
“For what one has.”
And Murchison’s eyes were smiling towards his wife.