"I see her, and humble enough; but I would neither advise Harry nor others to believe too implicitly in the humility which one moment can hide its blushing face like a modest little child, and the next lift it pale and lofty as a marble Juno."
"One man in times of old, it is said, imparted vitality to the statue he had chiselled; others may have the contrary gift of turning life to stone."
Moore paused on this observation before he replied to it. His look, at once struck and meditative, said, "A strange phrase; what may it mean?" He turned it over in his mind, with thought deep and slow, as some German pondering metaphysics.
"You mean," he said at last, "that some men inspire repugnance, and so chill the kind heart."
"Ingenious!" responded Shirley. "If the interpretation pleases you, you are welcome to hold it valid. _I_ don't care."

"I see her, and humble enough; but I would advise neither Harry nor others to believe too much in the humility which one moment can hide its blushing face like a modest little child, and the next lift it pale and lofty as a marble Juno."
"One man in times of old, it is said, gave life to the statue he had chiselled," answered Shirley; "others may have the contrary gift of turning flesh to marble."
Moore paused to turn this observation over in his mind.
"You mean," he said at last, "that some men inspire repugnance, and so chill the kind heart."
"Ingenious!" responded Shirley. "If the interpretation pleases you, you are welcome to hold it valid. I don't care."
