The things we do!

That evil which you think comes out of you,
simply falls from you; your heart is all right, or I have greatly
misjudged you." He was treating her almost as if she were a child.
"I fear, Master Brandon, you are the most adroit flatterer of all,"
said Mary, shaking her head and looking up at him with a side glance,
"people have deluged me with all kinds of flattery--I have the
different sorts listed and labeled--but no one has ever gone to the
extravagant length of calling me good. Perhaps they think I do not
care for that; but I like it best. I don't like the others at all. If
I am beautiful or not, it is as God made me, and I have nothing to do
with it, and desire no credit, but if I could only be good it might be
my own doing, perhaps, and I ought to have praise. I wonder if there
is really and truly any good in me, and if you have read me aright."
Then looking up at him with a touch of consternation: "Or are you
laughing at me?"
Brandon wisely let the last suggestion pass unnoticed.


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