But I mean that I will do my duty. A
man can do no more."
"Some would have said, 'a man can do no less,' " said Miss
Cardigan, turning to me. "But you are right, lad; more than
our duty we can none of us do; where _all_ is owing, less will
not be overpay. But whatever do you think her father will say
to you?"
"I will ask him, when the time comes," said Thorold,
contentedly. His tone was perfect; both modest and manly.
Truth to say, I could not quite share his content, in looking
forward to the time he spoke of; but that was far ahead, and
it was impossible not to share his confidence. My father and
my mother had been practically not my guardians during six and
a half long years; I had got out of the habit of looking first
to them.
"And what are you going to do now in Washington?" said his
aunt. "You may as weel sit down and tell us."
"I don't know. Probably I shall be put to drill new recruits.
All these seventy-five thousand men that the President has
called for, won't know how to handle a gun or do anything
else.
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