A man could hardly span his great arm with both hands.
Soon after Max was knighted, I brought up the subject of his journey into the world.

I was again met by parental opposition; but Max was of age and his views had weight.

If I could bring him to see the truth, the cause would be won.

Unfortunately, it was not his desires I must overcome; it was his scruples.

His head and his heart were full of false ideas and distorted motives absorbed from environment, inculcated by parental teaching, and inherited from twenty generations of fantastic forefathers.