The Great Shadow and Other Napoleonic Tales by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
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that she was amused at his backwardness, and that she tried by what she
said to give him heart. "Jack was telling me that you were studying to be a doctor," said she. "But oh, how hard it must be, and how long it must take before one can gather so much learning as that!" "It takes me long enough," Jim answered ruefully; "but I'll beat it yet." "Ah! but you are brave. You are resolute. You fix your eyes on a point and you move on towards it, and nothing can stop you." "Indeed, I've little to boast of," said he. "Many a one who began with me has put up his plate years ago, and here am I but a student still." "That is your modesty, Mr. Horscroft. They say that the bravest are always humble. But then, when you have gained your end, what a glorious career--to carry healing in your hands, to raise up the suffering, to have for one's sole end the good of humanity!" Honest Jim wriggled in his chair at this. "I'm afraid I have no such very high motives, Miss Calder," said he. "It's to earn a living, and to take over my father's business, that I do it. If I carry healing in one hand, I have the other out for a crown-piece." "How candid and truthful you are!" she cried; and so they went on, she decking him with every virtue, and twisting his words to make him play |
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