But I don't guess that'll need to
worry us any. The man who 'passes in' to-night won't have any kick
comin'. It's better that way--with your duty done."
"Yes."
The simple monosyllable was strangely expressive, but Dug McFarlane had
no understanding of the thought that prompted it. It would have been
difficult indeed, even with understanding, to have probed the depths of
feeling prompting it. But Whitstone was incapable of seeing the
broader aspect of anything pertaining to himself. He saw only as his
feelings dictated, without logic or reason of any sort. He was of that
nature which leans for support upon prejudices absorbed in early youth.
Principles inculcated through early environment and teaching. He was
incapable of testing or questioning their verity. Robbed of them he
was left floundering. And Effie, the woman whom he had married only
out of hot, youthful human regard, had so robbed him.
Effie drew back. She pressed herself close into the bush as the
cavalcade sought the path at the edge of the valley.
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