Give me your arm.

Are you hungry ?"...
When Lord Valleys spoke of war, he spoke as one who, since he arrived at years of discretion, had lived within the circle of those who direct the destinies of States.

It was for him--as for the lilies in the great glass house--impossible to see with the eyes, or feel with the feelings of a flower of the garden outside.

Soaked in the best prejudices and manners of his class, he lived a life no more shut off from the general than was to be expected.

Indeed, in some sort, as a man of facts and common sense, he was fairly in touch with the opinion of the average citizen.