As she determined to do so there was something even in her hard
callous heart softer than the love of money and more human than the
dream of an advantageous settlement in life.
CHAPTER XXIV
The Senator's second Letter
In the mean time our friend the Senator, up in London, was much
distracted in his mind, finding no one to sympathise with him in
his efforts, conscious of his own rectitude of purpose, always
brave against others, and yet with a sad doubt in his own mind
whether it could be possible that he should always be right and
everybody around him wrong.
Coming away from Mr. Mainwaring's dinner he had almost quarrelled
with John Morton, or rather John Morton had altogether quarrelled
with him. On their way back from Dillsborough to Bragton the
minister elect to Patagonia had told him, in so many words, that he
had misbehaved himself at the clergyman's house. "Did I say
anything that was untrue?" asked the Senator--"Was I inaccurate in
my statements? If so no man alive will be more ready to recall what
he has said and to ask for pardon." Mr. Morton endeavoured to
explain to him that it was not his statements which were at fault
so much as the opinions based on them and the language in which
those opinions were given. But the Senator could not be made to
understand that a man had not a right to his opinions, and a right
also to the use of forcible language as long as he abstained from
personalities.
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