Now, I am exactly the reverse from you; I am always extraordinarily interested in everybody." "Ah, because as a clergyman you must be." "No; simply because it happens to be my nature.

One has one's individual characteristics, you know, quite independently of one's profession." "Yes, in other professions; but in yours--" "But we are men first, Miss Vernor, afterward clergymen.

Why may we not keep our distinct idiosyncrasies, even in our clerical uniform ?" Gerald slashed her dress gently with her riding whip.

"It seems to me as if you should all be clergymen first and men afterward, fitting yourselves to the profession rather than the profession to you; and so by all confessedly following one pattern, you would be necessarily drawn into a greater similitude with each other than any other class of men.
Ah, here is Mr.De Forest at last." "At last ?" repeated that gentleman as he joined the group, or rather paused just beyond it, surveying Gerald with a critical glance which seemed to take in accurately at one swift sweep every least detail of her dress.

"My watch stands at the minute, Miss Vernor." "And here come the horses," added Phebe.
"Not much to boast of," said De Forest, turning the severe criticism of his look upon the animals as the boy brought them up.