"You must be quick," said he.

"I have to go in five minutes.

I will give you five minutes by my watch.

Begin." But poor little Jerome, thus driven with such a hard check-rein of time, paled and reddened and trembled, and could find no words.
"One minute is gone," said the doctor, looking over the open face of his watch at Jerome.

Something in his glance spurred on the frightened boy by arousing a flash of resentment.
Jerome, standing straight before the doctor, with a little twitching hand hanging at each side, with his color coming and going, and pulses which could be seen beating hard in his temples and throat, spoke and delivered himself of that innocently overreaching scheme which he had propounded to Squire Eben Merritt.
It seems probable that mental states have their own reflective powers, which sometimes enable one to suddenly see himself in the conception of another, to the complete modification of all his own ideas and opinions.