"Yes," he said, — "I know — you have conquered me to-day. I
own myself conquered — but the question I ask you is, whether
I am justifiable?"
"I think that depends," I answered, on whether I am
justifiable."
"Can you justify yourself, Daisy?" — he said, bringing his
hand clown gently over my smooth hair and touching my cheek.
It would have vexed me from anybody else; it did not vex me
from him. "Can you justify yourself, Daisy?" he repeated.
"Yes, sir," I said; but I felt troubled.
"Then do it."
"Dr. Sandford, the Bible says, 'Whatsoever ye would that men
should do to you, do ye even so to them.' "
"Well?" said he, refusing to draw any conclusions for me.
"I have more than I want, and they have not enough. I don't
think I ought to keep more than I want."
"But then arises the question," said he, "how much do you
want? Where is the line, beyond which you, or I, for instance,
have too much?"
"I was not speaking of anybody but myself," I said.
"But a rule of action which is the right one for you, would be
right for everybody.
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