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yourself to the people God has set about you. Every one else does."
She thought more and more along that line. There was no reason why
she shouldn't be Capes' friend. He did like her, anyhow; he was always
pleased to be with her. There was no reason why she shouldn't be his
restrained and dignified friend. After all, that was life. Nothing was
given away, and no one came so rich to the stall as to command all that
it had to offer. Every one has to make a deal with the world.
It would be very good to be Capes' friend.
She might be able to go on with biology, possibly even work upon the
same questions that he dealt with....
Perhaps her granddaughter might marry his grandson....
It grew clear to her that throughout all her wild raid for independence
she had done nothing for anybody, and many people had done things for
her. She thought of her aunt and that purse that was dropped on the
table, and of many troublesome and ill-requited kindnesses; she thought
of the help of the Widgetts, of Teddy's admiration; she thought, with
a new-born charity, of her father, of Manning's conscientious
unselfishness, of Miss Miniver's devotion.
"And for me it has been Pride and Pride and Pride!
"I am the prodigal daughter. I will arise and go to my father, and will
say unto him--
"I suppose pride and self-assertion are sin? Sinned against heaven--Yes,
I have sinned against heaven and before thee....
"Poor old daddy! I wonder if he'll spend much on the fatted calf?...
"The wrappered life-discipline! One comes to that at last. I begin to
understand Jane Austen and chintz covers and decency and refinement and
all the rest of it. One puts gloves on one's greedy fingers. One learns
to sit up...
"And somehow or other," she added, after a long interval, "I must pay
Mr. Ramage back his forty pounds."
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