"
"Then I shall expect to see you attempt great things."
"I'm only a woman."
"And I'm only a man."
"Only a man! what greater vantage-ground could one have than to be
a man?"
"The advantage is not so uncommon that one need be unduly elated,"
state Stanton with a shrug. "I forget how many hundred millions
of us there are. But I'm curious to see how you will set about
rendering the hues of this leaden day prismatic."
"Only by being the innocent cause of your highly colored language,
I imagine."
"Oh, dear," exclaimed a little boy petulantly, as he strolled through
the hall and looked out at the steady downfall of rain. "Oh dear!
Why can't it stop raining?"
"There's the philosophy of our time for you in a nutshell," said
Van Berg. "When a human atom wants anything, what business has
the universe to stand in its way?"
"But you have no better philosophy to offer the disconsolate little
fellow, Mr. Ban Berg?" Miss Burton asked.
"Now, Van, it's your turn. Remember, Miss Burton, he has the same
vantage-ground that I have. Indeed he's half an inch taller."
"The world long ago learned better than to measure men by inches,
Mr. Stanton."
"Alas, Miss Burton," said Van Berg; "the best philosophy I have is
this: when it rains, let it rain.
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