The Mansion by Henry Van Dyke
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He had applied it to real estate and to people, with profitable results. But to human persons the sensation of being waited for is not always agreeable. Sometimes, especially with the young, it produces a vague restlessness, a dumb resentment, which is increased by the fact that one can hardly explain or justify it. Of this John Weightman was not conscious. It lay beyond his horizon. He did not take it into account in the plan of life which he made for himself and for his family as the sharers and inheritors of his success. "Father plays us," said Harold, in a moment of irritation, to his mother, "like pieces in a game of chess. "My dear," said that lady, whose faith in her husband was religious, "you ought not to speak so impatiently. At least he wins the game. He is one of the most respected men in New York. And he is very generous, too." "I wish he would be more generous in letting us be ourselves," said the young man. "He always has something in view for us and expects to move us up to it." |
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