es it revealed. "Of course
they're totally different kinds of duty."

"And do you pretend that he has any at all--to such another?"

"Do you mean to Madame de Vionnet?" He uttered the name not to affront
her, but yet again to gain time--time that he needed for taking in
something still other and larger than her demand of a moment before. It
wasn't at once that he could see all that was in her actual challenge;
but when he did he found himself just checking a low vague sound, a
sound which was perhaps the nearest approach his vocal chords had ever
known to a growl. Everything Mrs. Pocock had failed to give a sign of
recognising in Chad as a particular part of a
transformation--everything that had lent intention to this particular
failure--affected him as gathered into a large loose bundle and thrown,
in her words, into his face. The missile made him to that extent catch
his breath; which however he presently recovered. "Why when a woman's
at once so charming and so beneficent--"

"You can sacrifice mothers and sisters to her without a blush and can
make them cross the ocean on purpose to feel the more and take from you
the straighter, HOW you do it?"

Yes, she had taken him up as short and as sharply as that, but he tried
not to flounder in her grasp. "I don't think there's anything I've
done in any such calculated way as you describe. Everything has come as
a sort of indistinguishable part of everything else. Your coming out
belonged closely to my having come before you, and my having come was a
result of our general state of mind. Our general state of mind had
proceeded, on its side, from our queer ignorance, our queer
misconceptions and confusions--from which, since then, an inexorable
tide of light seems to have floated us into our perhaps still queerer
knowledge. Don't you LIKE your brother as he is," he went on, "and
haven't you given your mother an intelligible account of all that that
comes to?"

It put to her also, doubtless, his own tone, too many things, this at
least would have been the case hadn't his final challenge directly
helped her. Everything, at the stage they had reached, directly helped
her, because everything betrayed in him such a basis of intention. He
saw--the odd way things came out!--that he would have been held less
monstrous had he only been a little wilder. What exposed him was just
his poor old trick of quiet inwardness, what exposed him was his
THINKING such offence. He h