The creature
who prides himself chiefly upon his insensibilities, has no more claim
to be considered a human being than the trees that gather round us, or
the rocks over which we travel."
"Well, 'squire, I believe you are right, and I am glad that such is your
opinion, for now I shall be able to speak to you more freely upon this
subject. Indeed, you talk about the thing so knowingly, that I should
not be surprised, 'squire, to find out that you too had something of the
same sort troubling your heart, though here you are travelling far from
home and among strangers."
The remark of Forrester was put with an air of arch inquiry. A slight
shadow passed over and clouded the face of the youth, and for a moment
his brow was wrinkled into sternness; but hastily suppressing the
awakened emotion, whatever its origin might have been, he simply
replied, in an indirect rebuke, which his companion very readily
comprehended:--
"You were speaking of your heart, I believe, Forrester, and not of mine.
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