He seemed to argue as fiercely with her as if she were his brother.

They were alike, however, in believing that it behooved them to take in hand the repair and reconstruction of the fabric of England.

They agreed in thinking that nature has not been generous in the endowment of our councilors.

They agreed, unconsciously, in a mute love for the muddy field through which they tramped, with eyes narrowed close by the concentration of their minds.

At length they drew breath, let the argument fly away into the limbo of other good arguments, and, leaning over a gate, opened their eyes for the first time and looked about them.