But then, when you have gained your end, what a glorious career--to carry healing in your hands, to raise up the suffering, to have for one's sole end the good of humanity!" Honest Jim wriggled in his chair at this.
"I'm afraid I have no such very high motives, Miss Calder," said he.
"It's to earn a living, and to take over my father's business, that I do it.

If I carry healing in one hand, I have the other out for a crown-piece." "How candid and truthful you are!" she cried; and so they went on, she decking him with every virtue, and twisting his words to make him play the part, in the way that I knew so well.

Before he was done I could see that his head was buzzing with her beauty and her kindly words.
I thrilled with pride to think that he should think so well of my kin.
"Isn't she fine, Jim ?" I could not help saying when we stood outside the door, he lighting his pipe before he set off home.
"Fine!" he cried; "I never saw her match!" "We're going to be married," said I.
The pipe fell out of his mouth, and he stood staring at me.

Then he picked it up and walked off without a word.

I thought that he would likely come back, but he never did; and I saw him far off up the brae, with his chin on his chest.
But I was not to forget him, for Cousin Edie had a hundred questions to ask me about his boyhood, about his strength, about the women that he was likely to know; there was no satisfying her.