There is crime to be conquered, the rough crime of the streets. --Did you hear what I said? asked Stephen, bending towards her. They had the bloom of health and happiness; and yet, as if I had been in charge of a pair of little grandees, of princes of the blood, for whom everything, to be right, would have to be enclosed and protected, the only form that, in my fancy, the afteryears could take for them was that of a romantic, a really royal extension of the garden and the park. America has taken the lead in this new direction, and that lead America must continue to hold.