The story of Sir
Galahad, Miss Cardinal--it seems mid-Victorian to us now--but it's a
fine story and true enough."
Maggie, who knew nothing of mid-Victorianism, was silent.
He ended with: "Mind you decide for yourself. That's the great thing
in life. Don't you believe anything that any one tells you. See for
yourself. And if there's something of great value, don't think the
less of it because the people who admire it aren't worth very much.
Why should they be? And possibly after all it's only themselves
they're admiring . . . There's a fearful lot of nonsense and humbug
in this thing, but there's something real too . . ."
He changed his note, suddenly addressing himself intently to her as
though he had a message to deliver.
"Don't think me impertinent. But your Aunt Anne. See as much of her
as you can. She's devoted to you, Miss Cardinal. You mayn't have
seen it--she's a reserved woman and very shy of her feelings, but
she's spoken to me . . . I hope I'm not interfering to say this, but
perhaps at first you don't understand her. She loves you, you're the
first human being I do believe that she's ever loved.
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