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"I beg your pardon, Hodder," said the lawyer, quickly. "And I am sure you honestly believe what you say, but " "In your heart you, too, believe it, Langmaid. The retribution has already begun. Nevertheless you will go on for a while." He held out his hand, which Langmaid took mechanically. "I bear you no ill-will. I am sorry that you cannot yet see with sufficient clearness to save yourself."
I've never got used to automobiles," he remarked to Hodder, "and I formerly went to church in the street-cars, but the distances have grown so great and I have occasionally been annoyed in them." Hodder was not given to trite acquiescence.
Hodder had thought to have fathomed all the horrors of her existence, but it was not until he looked into this room that the bottomless depths of it were brought home to him. Could it be possible that the civilization in which he lived left any human being so defenceless as to be at the mercy of the ghouls who had been here?
I am positive my mother never changed her feelings toward him." "I can only tell you what he has told me, which is all I know authoritatively," Hodder replied. How could he say to her that her father had ruined Mr. Bentley? Indeed, with a woman of her fearlessness and honesty and above all, her intuition, he felt the cruelty of his position keenly.
In contrast to the sordid misery and degradation of this last refuge of the desperate Hodder saw the lofty, panelled smoking room at Francis Ferguson's, and was listening again to Wallis Plimpton's cynical amusement as to how he and Everett Constable and Eldon Parr himself had "gat out" before the crash; "got out" with all the money of the wretch who now stood before him!
Such, at least, was the impression to which Alison startlingly awoke. All the while she had been conscious of Hodder, from the moment she had heard his voice in the chancel; but somehow this consciousness of him had melted, imperceptibly, into that of the great congregation, once divided against itself, which had now achieved unity of soul.
And the Saviour's divinity, rather than being lessened, was augmented. Hodder found it infinitely refreshing that the so-called articles of Christian belief, instead of being put first and their acceptance insisted upon, were made the climax of the investigation.
Oh, I know you do not so misjudge me," she added, reading his quick protest in his face. "Indeed, I cannot analyze my reasons for telling you something of which I have never spoken to any one else." Mrs. Constable regarded him fixedly. "You are the strongest reason. You have somehow drawn it out of me . . . . And I suppose I wish some one to profit by it. You can, Mr. Hodder, I feel sure of that.
"I wanted to come," she faltered. "Sally Grower brought me..." Hodder went back with them to Dalton Street. His new ministry had begun. And on this, the first day of it, it was fitting that he should sit at the table of Horace Bentley, even as on that other Sunday, two years agone, he had gone to the home of the first layman of the diocese, Eldon Parr.
All the railroads would have to abandon their terminals there'd be no more traffic, and you'd have to walk across the bridge to get a drink." "Well," said Mr. Plimpton, "Tom Beatty's good enough for me, for a while." Beatty, Hodder knew, was the "boss," of the city, with headquarters in a downtown saloon. "Beatty's been maligned," Mr. Varnum declared.
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