My father felt in devising the estate that, however interesting to the De Stancys those objects might be, they did not concern us--were indeed rather in the way, having been come by so strangely, through Mr.Wilkins, though too valuable to be treated lightly.

Now I was going to suggest that we would not sell them--indeed I could not bear to do such a thing with what had belonged to Charlotte's forefathers--but to hand them over to her as a gift, either to keep for herself, or to pass on to her brother, as she should choose.
Now I fear there is no hope of it: and yet I shall never like to see them in the house.' 'It can be done still, I should think.

She can accept them for her brother when he settles, without absolutely taking them into her own possession.' 'It would be a kind of generosity which hardly amounts to more than justice (although they were purchased) from a recusant usurper to a dear friend--not that I am a usurper exactly; well, from a representative of the new aristocracy of internationality to a representative of the old aristocracy of exclusiveness.' 'What do you call yourself, Paula, since you are not of your father's creed ?' 'I suppose I am what poor Mr.Woodwell said--by the way, we must call and see him--something or other that's in Revelation, neither cold nor hot.

But of course that's a sub-species--I may be a lukewarm anything.
What I really am, as far as I know, is one of that body to whom lukewarmth is not an accident but a provisional necessity, till they see a little more clearly.' She had crossed over to his side, and pulling his head towards her whispered a name in his ear.
'Why, Mr.Woodwell said you were that too! You carry your beliefs very comfortably.

I shall be glad when enthusiasm is come again.' 'I am going to revise and correct my beliefs one of these days when I have thought a little further.' She suddenly breathed a sigh and added, 'How transitory our best emotions are! In talking of myself I am heartlessly forgetting Charlotte, and becoming happy again.