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But there was no danger that Lyttleton would report their
conversation; he would be loth indeed to give Kenneth the pleasure
of knowing how high he stood in Miss Lamar's estimation, nor would
he dare repeat his own base innuendoes. It dawned upon him at length
that depreciation of his rival was not the best means of ingratiating
himself into the fair girl's favor, and he changed his tactics,
avoiding as far as possible all mention of Dr. Clendenin's name in
her presence.
But she neither forgot nor forgave what he had already said, and in
revenge threw out an occasional hint that she had grave doubts of his
own bravery, while at the same time she lauded that of Dr. Clendenin
to the skies.
Lyttleton was deeply mortified and cast about in his mind for some
way of proving to her that he was not wanting in the manly attribute
of courage.
"You seem to have an unbounded confidence in Dr. Clendenin's valor,"
he said one day in a tone of pique; "pray tell me what he has ever
done to prove it?"
"With pleasure," she answered in grave, sweet accents, but with
kindling eyes and a slight smile hovering about the lips, "I have
seen it tried, or known it to be so, in many ways during the several
years of our acquaintance;--in unhesitating exposure to contagious
disease, in encounters with the fierce wild beasts of our hills and
forests, in long lonely journeys out into the wilderness, all endured
without flinching.
"So much for his physical courage. His moral courage is fully equal
to it. He is not afraid or ashamed to show his colors, to stand by
his principles, to acknowledge his allegiance to his divine Master by
work or act, in whatever company he finds himself. He is not afraid
of ridicule, of taunts or jeers, and I am sure would never hesitate
to espouse the cause of the downtrodden and oppressed."
"I hate cant," said Lyttleton, coloring, "and never could abide these
people who set themselves up as so much better than their neighbors."
"I entirely agree in those sentiments," replied Nell, "and so would
Dr. Clendenin. He never obtrudes his sentiments or talks cant; and
has a very humble opinion of himself; yet his life is such, so pure,
earnest, self-denying and useful, that no one is left in doubt as to
whose servant he is: and oh, he knows how to speak words of comfort
and hope to the weak and weary, the sin-burdened and sorrowing!"
"And permit me to add, is most fortunate in having secured so fair
and eloquent an advocate," returned Lyttleton with a bow and a
mocking smile; "yet I must beg to be excused for my inability to see
in him the paragon of perfection your rose-colored glasses would
make him."
"If my glasses are rose-colored, permit me to say, yours are
evidently begrimed with London smoke," retorted Nell.
"You hate me because I am an Englishman," he said gloomily; "and it
is most unjust, since I had personally nothing whatever to do with
what you Americans are pleased to style the oppressions of the mother
country."
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