"Come, we will all go to the theater." Witherspoon drove Henry to the railway station the next evening, and during the drive he talked almost ceaselessly.

He complimented Henry upon the wise slowness with which he had made up his mind; there was always too much of impulse in a quick decision.

He pointed his whip at a house and said: "A lonely old man lives there; he has built up a fortune, but his name will be buried with him." He spoke of his religious views.

There must be a hereafter, but in the future state strength must rule; it was the order of the universe, the will of nature, the decree of eternity.

He talked of the books that he had read, and then he turned to business.