Medora appraised
the visitor as a semi-rustic person--one of some substance and standing in
her own community; marriage, perhaps, had provided her with means and
leisure. She had been willing to subordinate herself to a university town
apprehended as a social organism, and she now seemed inclined to accept
with docility any observations made by a confident urbanite with a fair
degree of verve.
"These young men," said Medora dashingly, "are too careless and proud."
"Proud?" asked the other. She felt clearly enough that her nephew had been
careless; but pride is not often acknowledged among the members of an
ordinary domestic circle.
"They're all mind," Medora went on, with no lapse of momentum. She knew she
must work in brief, broad effects: the surrey was waiting and the train
would not delay. "They sometimes forget that their intellectual efforts
must rest, after all, on a good sensible physical basis. They mustn't scorn
the body."
The departing visitor gave a quick little sigh of relief. The views of this
fashionable and forthputting woman were in accord with her own, after all.
"Well, I've told Bert," she said, buttoning her second glove, "that he had
better take all his meals in one place and at regular hours.
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