It was a gray day in the spring of 1910. An unwelcome idea came to him. No mercenary consideration influences me. ” Anna’s eyes opened a little wider, but she said nothing. She looked at her for a moment fixedly. ‘Something in that, missie. " "Only as a brother?" persisted Kneebone. She felt the bedsprings coil as he moved from his seated position, entranced. He had assumed that her leaving home was the point at issue, that everything turned on that, and that the sole alternative was obedience, and she had fallen in with that assumption until rebellion seemed a sacred principle. She kicked him in the shin, trying to knock him off his feet. Capes kept obstinately stiff, and spoke between his teeth. What a pity! For all her ignorance of material things—the human inventions which served the physical comforts of man—how much she knew about man himself! She had seen him bereft of all those spiritual props which permit man to walk on two feet instead of four—broken, without resilience. I am not boring you, am I?” She raised her eyes to his and smiled into his face.
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