It was comforting, however, that Freeland was as shy and silent as himself, for this produced a feeling that there could not be any real difference between their points of view.
Perceiving at last that if he did not speak they would continue sitting there dumb till it was time for him to go, Malloring said: "Look here, Freeland; about my wife and yours and Tryst and the Gaunts, and all the rest of it! It's a pity, isn't it?
This is a small place, you know.

What's your own feeling ?" Tod answered: "A man has only one life." Malloring was a little puzzled.
"In this world.

I don't follow." "Live and let live." A part of Malloring undoubtedly responded to that curt saying, a part of him as strongly rebelled against it; and which impulse he was going to follow was not at first patent.
"You see, YOU keep apart," he said at last.

"You couldn't say that so easily if you had, like us, to take up the position in which we find ourselves." "Why take it up ?" Malloring frowned.

"How would things go on ?" "All right," said Tod.
Malloring got up from the sill.