George knew all about Hamlet, but it didn't make him easy to live with." "Yes, that's just it.

What did George's advantages do for him?
I used to think it was love that mattered most," she said musingly after a pause, "and then, when love failed, I began to think it was culture.

But I see now that it is something else.

Do you ever wonder what the essential thing really is, Miss Polly ?" "No, I never wonder," responded Miss Polly tartly, "but when you stew it down to the bones, I reckon it's just plain character." "Yes, if you can't have both culture and character, of course character is the more important.

But think how much that man might have made of the university training that was wasted on George." While she spoke there came back to her in snatches a conversation she had had with an Englishman on the boat last summer, and she remembered that he had alluded to Judge Crowborough as "a man of the broadest culture." Surely the "broadest culture" must include character, and yet she could feel even now the casual and business-like clasp of the judge, she could see again the admiring gleam in his small, fishy eyes.