Le Grande who had certainly received plenty of polishing touches,
but sadly lacked higher mental and moral qualities.
"A woman convinced against her will is of the same opinion still," Mr.
Winthrop quoted, although addressing no one in particular.
"The author's real words are, 'A man convinced against his will,'" I
retorted.
"In this case it is a woman, and a very determined, insistent little
woman she is too," he replied.
I rose, and standing before my guardian, said, "I am not such a little
woman, Mr. Winthrop, as you would make me believe. Actually I can look
over Mrs. Flaxman's head."
"A perfect giantess, especially in defending the character of the poor
and bereaved."
"If you had studied poor, hard-working people more, and books less,
you would have found some of the rarest specimens of patience, and
self-forgetfulness and fortitude, and oh, so many other beautiful
characteristics, that you would long to strip off your proud ancestry
and wealth, and become like them. They find it so much easier to be
Christians--they are not bewildered by the pride of life and vanities
that pall while they allure, and the perplexity of riches, and other ills
the higher born are heir to."
"I sincerely hope you will not begin a new crusade, Medoline."
"Why, Mr. Winthrop, what do you mean?" I asked, surprised at the sudden
turn of the conversation.
"What do I mean? You have begun it already. I only stipulate that you
carry this crusade no farther.
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