do you think is the best, the name of it, or the thing?" Her
eloquence always broke down with any auditor but her brother, or,
perhaps, Margaret.

"Ethel!" said Norman, "how is any one to understand you? The
argument is this: Ethel wants people to do great deeds, and be
utterly careless of the fame of them; I say, that love of glory is a
mighty spring."

"A mighty one!" said Alan: "but I think, as far as I understand the
question, that Ethel has the best of it."

"I don't mean that people should not serve the cause first of all,"
said Norman, "but let them have their right place and due honour."

"They had better make up their minds to do without it," said Alan.
"Remember--


"The world knows nothing of its greatest men."


"Then it is a great shame," said Norman.

"But do you think it right," said Ethel, "to care for distinction?
It is a great thing to earn it, but I don't think one should care for
the outer glory."

"I believe it is a great temptation," said Alan. "The being over-
elated or over-depressed by success or failure in the eyes of the