"Yes, yes, I know, and that man my brother--more sentiment! Bah!" His face underwent a sudden change.

His voice was less harsh and wholly sincere as he said: "You must be happy, you sentimentalists, really and truly happy at dreaming and finding things good, and, because you find some of them good, feeling good yourself.

Now, tell me, you two, do you find me good ?" "You are good to look upon--in a way," I qualified.
"There are in you all powers for good," was Maud Brewster's answer.
"There you are!" he cried at her, half angrily.

"Your words are empty to me.

There is nothing clear and sharp and definite about the thought you have expressed.