"Mr. Burrage listens even better than he talks," his companion declared.
"We have the habit of attention at lectures, you know. To be lectured by
you would be an advantage indeed. We are sunk in ignorance and
prejudice."
"Ah, my prejudices," Burrage went on; "if you could see them--I assure
you they are something monstrous!"
"Give them a regular ducking and make them gasp," Matthias Pardon cried.
"If you want an opportunity to act on Harvard College, now's your
chance. These gentlemen will carry the news; it will be the narrow end
of the wedge."
"I can't tell what you like," Verena said, still looking into Olive's
eyes.
"I'm sure Miss Chancellor likes everything here," Mrs. Tarrant remarked,
with a noble confidence.
Selah had reappeared by this time; his lofty, contemplative person was
framed by the doorway. "Want to try a little inspiration?" he inquired,
looking round on the circle with an encouraging inflexion.
"I'll do it alone, if you prefer," Verena said soothingly to her friend.
"It might be a good chance to try without father."
"You don't mean to say you ain't going to be supported?" Mrs. Tarrant
exclaimed, with dismay.
"Ah, I beseech you, give us the whole programme--don't omit any leading
feature!" Mr.
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