This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1871 edition. Excerpt: ...go on." "I hope you 're right, Aggie. I 'm afraid it's partly selfishness on my part to want him to be great. I long for him to distinguish himself: he will, I know, if he only has the chance." "Whatever he is, Carrie, he can distinguish himself as a truly good man, and that is better than mere ...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1871 edition. Excerpt: ...go on." "I hope you 're right, Aggie. I 'm afraid it's partly selfishness on my part to want him to be great. I long for him to distinguish himself: he will, I know, if he only has the chance." "Whatever he is, Carrie, he can distinguish himself as a truly good man, and that is better than mere greatness." "So it is," sighed Carrie. "Of course I want him to be good and noble; but I want something else for him as well." "There's another comfort, too," said Aggie again, after a pause. "Dr. Stuart says he 's too young yet, and too inexperienced every way, to go to college. He said so to me the other day when we were talking. You needn't laugh, Carrie, for I assure you I often have very grave conversations with him, if you happen to be out when he comes. By-the-bye, he told me to-day that an old friend of his is coming to visit him from Edinburgh, and he is going to bring him to see me; and then we shall know if, O Carrie, dear! if anything can be done for me. If it can, O Carrie!" and Aggie threw her arms round her sister, and trembled with a sudden excitement. "Be still, my darling," said the latter, smoothing back the long curls. "See, here comes Mr. Fairley and Charlie, and the little ones. Look! no one would think he was an old bachelor to see him carrying May in that way. I wish Harold would come," she continued; "I feel rather anxious, though I don't know why. That letter he got this morning has been on my mind all day. I cannot bear him to be worried unless I know all about it. However, we must go to tea now. Come along, dear." The little party was soon gathered round the tea-table, and the meal passed without any signs of the return of the...
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