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The Daisy Chain or Aspirations

Chapter II.11
If to do were as easy as to know what were good to do, Chapels had been
Churches, and poor men's cottages, princes' palaces.
MERCHANT OF VENICE.
"Dick," said Dr. Spencer, as the friends sat together in the evening, after
Mary's swoon, "you seem to have found an expedient for making havoc
among your daughters."
"It does not hurt them," said Dr. May carelessly.
"Pretty well, after the specimen of to-day."
"That was chance."
"If you like it, I have no more to say; but I should like to make you sit for two
hours in such a temperature. If they were mine--"
"Very fine talking, but I would not take the responsibility of hindering the only
pains that have ever been taken with that unlucky place. You don't know that
girl Ethel. She began at fifteen, entirely of her own accord, and has never
faltered. If any of the children there are saved from perdition, it is owing to
her, and I am not going to be the man to stop her. They are strong, healthy
girls, and I cannot see that it does them any harm--rather good."
"Have you any special predilection for a room eight feet by nine?"
"Can't be helped. What would you have said if you had seen the last?"
"What is this about one hundred and fifty pounds in hand?"
"The ladies here chose to have a fancy fair, the only result of which, hitherto,
has been the taking away my Flora. There is the money, but the land can't be
had."
"Why not?"
"Tied up between the Drydale Estate and -- College, and in the hands of the
quarry master, Nicolson. There was an application made to the College, but
they did not begin at the right end."
"Upon my word, Dick, you take it easy!" cried his friend, rather indignantly.
"I own I have not stirred in the matter," said Dr. May. "I knew nothing would
come to good under the pack of silly women that our schools are ridden with-
-" and, as he heard a sound a little like "pish!" he continued, "and that old
 
 
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