Today he did look further: the whole world invited his eyes, offering him a great piece of luck to look through.

The opportunity was in his hand which, if he could seize and hold, would lift and carry him on.

He was as much aware of its potential significance as anyone could be, and what leapt in his veins till he could have laughed aloud was the splendid conviction of resource.
Already in the door of the passage he had achieved, from that point he looked at the scene before him with an impulse of loyalty and devotion.
A tenderness seized him for the farmers of Fox County, a throb of enthusiasm for the idea they represented, which had become for him suddenly moving and pictorial.

At that moment his country came subjectively into his possession; great and helpless it came into his inheritance as it comes into the inheritance of every man who can take it, by deed of imagination and energy and love.

He held this microcosm of it, as one might say, in his hand and looked at it ardently; then he took his way across the road.
A tall thickly built young fellow detached himself from a group, smiling broadly at the sight of Murchison, and started to meet him.
"Hello, Lorne," he said.