It might be advisable to take her abroad for a time after she leaves school." "Yes, if I just could," sighed Mrs.Carter, rather lamely.
"Well, do what I suggest now, and we will see," observed Cowperwood.
"It would be a pity if your two children were to have their lives ruined by such an accident as this." Mrs.Carter, realizing that here, in the shape of Cowperwood, if he chose to be generous, was the open way out of a lowering dungeon of misery, was inclined to give vent to a bit of grateful emotion, but, finding him subtly remote, restrained herself.

His manner, while warmly generous at times, was also easily distant, except when he wished it to be otherwise.

Just now he was thinking of the high soul of Berenice Fleming and of its possible value to him..