13/42 Because I have a character--I assure you I have; a small one, a little slip of a thing, but still something tangible." "Ought you not to tell Felix that it is Mr.Brand, father ?" Charlotte asked, with infinite mildness. And he looked at his knee for a long time. "It is difficult to explain," he said. He wished, evidently, to be very just. "It rests on moral grounds, as Mr.Brand says. |