Both the mother and daughter listened with deep attention.
After I had finished my story, Mrs. Montgomery said,
"He possesses will and strength of character, that is plain; but I
can't say that I just like the deliberate process of _un_loving, if
I may use the word, which you have described. There is something too
cold-blooded about it for me. Like the oak, bent under the pressure
of a fierce storm, he comes up erect too soon."
I smiled at her view of the case, and answered,
"You look upon it as a woman, I as a man. To me, there is a certain
moral grandeur in the way he has disenthralled himself from fetters
that could not remain, without a life-long disability."
"Oh, no doubt it was the wisest course," said Mrs. Montgomery.
"And may we not look among the wisest men, for the best and most
reliable?" I queried.
"Among those who are truly wise," she said, her voice giving
emphasis to the word _truly_.
"What is it to be truly wise?"
"All true wisdom," she answered, "as it appertains to the affairs of
this life, has its foundation in a just regard for others; for, in
the degree that we are just to others, are we just to ourselves.
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