“It is a dull creed enough,” observed Miss Berrith.
“I might readily challenge you to find one more illumined by common-sense,” I replied, “but we have discussed that, and I suppose we must agree to disagree. What I wanted to say was that, when you refrained from telling me of the work you are doing for Darius and the others, you did me an injustice, and yourself a greater one. I will not deny that my opinion of you would have been very considerably modified by the knowledge that you were giving a portion of your time to the education of five boys. It is not surprising that we should differ in our views of what the nature of such an education should be, but I am sure that, while mine may be more practical, yours are productive of good.”
“In that case,” said Miss Berrith reflectively, “it is plain that I did do myself a great injustice, for I am aware that to have your good opinion is a very desirable thing. Indeed, the
