"What a hypocrite you are!" said philip, flushing angrily.
"What! because experience must have told me that I'm universally pleasing? I admit the law, but there's some disturbing force here."
"I am going," said philip, rising abruptly.
"So am I–to get a breath of fresh air; this place gets oppressive. I think I have done suit and service long enough."
The two friends walked downstairs together without speaking. philip turned through the outer door into the court-yard; but Stephen, saying, "Oh, by the by, I must call in here," went on along the passage to one of the rooms at the other end of the building, which were appropriated to the town library. He had the room all to himself, and a man requires nothing less than this when he wants to dash his cap on the table, throw himself astride a chair, and stare at a high brick wall with a frown which would not have been beneath the occasion if he had been slaying "the giant python."The conduct that issues from a moral conflict has often so close a resemblance to vice that the distinction escapes all outward judgments founded on a mere comparison of actions. It is clear to you, I hope, that Stephen was not a hypocrite,–capable of deliberate doubleness for a selfish end; and yet his fluctuations between the indulgence of a feeling and the systematic concealment of it might have made a good case in support of philip's accusation.