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"
Oh
,
he
might
look
very
much
like
you
.
"
"
How
dear
of
you
to
say
that
!
Well
,
what
is
it
that
he
does
that
I
do
n't
do
?
Just
say
the
word
,
--
teetotal
,
vegetarian
,
aeronaut
,
theosophist
,
superman
.
I
'll
have
a
try
at
it
,
Gladys
,
if
you
will
only
give
me
an
idea
what
would
please
you
.
"
She
laughed
at
the
elasticity
of
my
character
.
"
Well
,
in
the
first
place
,
I
do
n't
think
my
ideal
would
speak
like
that
,
"
said
she
.
"
He
would
be
a
harder
,
sterner
man
,
not
so
ready
to
adapt
himself
to
a
silly
girl
's
whim
.
But
,
above
all
,
he
must
be
a
man
who
could
do
,
who
could
act
,
who
could
look
Death
in
the
face
and
have
no
fear
of
him
,
a
man
of
great
deeds
and
strange
experiences
.
It
is
never
a
man
that
I
should
love
,
but
always
the
glories
he
had
won
;
for
they
would
be
reflected
upon
me
.
Think
of
Richard
Burton
!
When
I
read
his
wife
's
life
of
him
I
could
so
understand
her
love
!
And
Lady
Stanley
!
Did
you
ever
read
the
wonderful
last
chapter
of
that
book
about
her
husband
?
These
are
the
sort
of
men
that
a
woman
could
worship
with
all
her
soul
,
and
yet
be
the
greater
,
not
the
less
,
on
account
of
her
love
,
honored
by
all
the
world
as
the
inspirer
of
noble
deeds
.
"
She
looked
so
beautiful
in
her
enthusiasm
that
I
nearly
brought
down
the
whole
level
of
the
interview
.
I
gripped
myself
hard
,
and
went
on
with
the
argument
.
"
We
ca
n't
all
be
Stanleys
and
Burtons
,
"
said
I
;
"
besides
,
we
do
n't
get
the
chance
,
--
at
least
,
I
never
had
the
chance
.
If
I
did
,
I
should
try
to
take
it
.
"
"
But
chances
are
all
around
you
.
It
is
the
mark
of
the
kind
of
man
I
mean
that
he
makes
his
own
chances
.
You
ca
n't
hold
him
back
.
I
've
never
met
him
,
and
yet
I
seem
to
know
him
so
well
.
There
are
heroisms
all
round
us
waiting
to
be
done
.
It
's
for
men
to
do
them
,
and
for
women
to
reserve
their
love
as
a
reward
for
such
men
.
Look
at
that
young
Frenchman
who
went
up
last
week
in
a
balloon
.
It
was
blowing
a
gale
of
wind
;
but
because
he
was
announced
to
go
he
insisted
on
starting
.
The
wind
blew
him
fifteen
hundred
miles
in
twenty-four
hours
,
and
he
fell
in
the
middle
of
Russia
.
That
was
the
kind
of
man
I
mean
.
Think
of
the
woman
he
loved
,
and
how
other
women
must
have
envied
her
!
That
's
what
I
should
like
to
be
,
--
envied
for
my
man
.
"
"
I
'd
have
done
it
to
please
you
.
"
"
But
you
should
n't
do
it
merely
to
please
me
.
You
should
do
it
because
you
ca
n't
help
yourself
,
because
it
's
natural
to
you
,
because
the
man
in
you
is
crying
out
for
heroic
expression
.
Now
,
when
you
described
the
Wigan
coal
explosion
last
month
,
could
you
not
have
gone
down
and
helped
those
people
,
in
spite
of
the
choke-damp
?
"
