He is much thought of in France.

People there make a little shrine of the house he occupied with Madame Warens, you know." "Oh!" returned Miss Kimpsey, "_French_ people." "Yes.

The French are peculiarly happy in the way they sanctify genius," said Mrs.Bell vaguely, with a feeling that she was wasting a really valuable idea.
"Well, you'll have to excuse me, Mrs.Bell.

I'd always heard you entertained about as liberal views as there were going on any subject, but I didn't expect they embraced Rousseau." Miss Kimpsey spoke quite meekly.

"I know we live in an age of progress, but I guess I'm not as progressive as some." "Many will stay behind," interrupted Mrs.Bell impartially, "but many more will advance." "And I thought maybe Elfrida had been reading that author without your knowledge or approval, and that perhaps you'd like to know." "I neither approve nor disapprove," said Mrs.Bell, poising her elbow on the table, her chin upon her hand, and her judgment, as it were, upon her chin.