4/17 Mother thought I had better go on and study medicine, and get ready to practice, and perhaps then father might think better of it. She says we are both young enough to wait two or three years." Jerome, in his leather apron, with his grimy hands, and face even, darkened with the tan of the leather, looked half suspiciously and bitterly at this other young man in his fine cloth and linen, with his white hands that had never done a day's labor. "You know what you are about ?" he said, almost roughly. "You know what you are, you know what she is, and what we all are. You know you can't separate her from anything." "I don't want to," cried Lawrence, with a great blush of fervor. |