"
"About what?"
"First, to choose what pictures we will have. We must look
over all the books of engravings in the house, and see what
would do. Shall we go at it?"
Daisy consented. They repaired to the library and took
position by a large portfolio of engravings.
" 'Fortitude'! Capital!" cried Preston, as he turned over the
first sheet in the portfolio. "Capital; Daisy! That's for you.
You would make an excellent 'Fortitude.' "
"I! —" said Daisy.
"Capital — couldn't be better. This is Sir Joshua Reynolds'
'Fortitude' — and you will do for it wonderfully well. You
have half the look of it now. Only you must be a little more
stern."
"Why must Fortitude look stern?" said Daisy.
"Oh, because she has hard work to do, I suppose."
"What is Fortitude, Preston?"
"Oh, Daisy, Daisy! are you going through life like that? Why
you'll turn all your play into work."
"Why? — But what _is_ it?"
"Fortitude? Why, it is, let me see, — it is the power of
endurance."
"The power of bearing pain, Daisy," said Mr. Randolph, who was
walking through the room.
"I do not think Fortitude ought to look stern."
"The old gentleman thought so. I suppose he knew. You must,
anyhow, — like the picture.
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