The Reign of Law; a tale of the Kentucky hemp fields by James Lane Allen
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"It is a good arrangement."
After a pause, he continued in a changed tone:-- "And now while everything is pleasant at home, it is the time for me to go away. My father was right: this is no place for me. I must be where people think as I do--must live where I shall not be alone. There will soon be plenty of companions everywhere. The whole world will believe in Evolution before I am an old man." "I think you are right," she said quietly. "It is best for you to go and to go at once." When he spoke again, plainly he was inspired with fresh confidence by her support of his plans. "And now, Gabriella, I must tell you what I have determined to do in life: I want your approval of that, and then I am perfectly happy." "Ah," she said quickly, "that is what I have been wanting to know. It is very important. Your whole future depends on a wise choice." "I am going to some college--to some northern university, as soon as possible. I shall have to work my way through, sometimes by teaching, in whatever way I can. I want to study physical science. I want to teach some branch of it. It draws me, draws all that is in me. That is to be my life-work. And now?" He waited for her answer: it did not come at once. |
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