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Hodder, but a species of insanity," said Eldon Parr, and there crept into his tone both querulousness and intense exasperation. "In the first place, you insist upon marrying my daughter when neither she nor you have any dependable means of support.
Yes, the doctor was in would he speak to Mr. Hodder, of St. John's? . . . An interval, during which Hodder was suddenly struck with this designation of himself. Was he still of St. John's, then? An aeon might have elapsed since he had walked down the white marble of its aisle toward the crouching figure in the pew. He was not that man, but another and still Mr. Hodder, of St.
McCrae repeated, almost fiercely. Hodder smiled in spite of himself. "There's no reason," he said, "except the added work put on you without warning, and in this heat." "Ye'll not need to worry," his assistant assured him, "the heat's nothing to me." McCrae hesitated, and then demanded abruptly, "Ye'll not be visiting?" The question took Hodder by surprise.
Turning to the right on Burton Street, she soon found herself walking rapidly westward through deserted streets lined by factories and warehouses, and silent in the Sabbath calm . . . . She thought of Hodder, she would have liked to go to him in that hour . . . . In Park Street, luncheon was half over, and Nelson Langmaid was at the table with her father.
Bentley," Hodder added, "has been my teacher this summer." The old gentleman's hand trembled a little on the goldheaded stick. "It is a matter of more pride to me than I can express, sir, that you are the rector of this church with which my most cherished memories are associated," he said.
I knew what was going on inside of ye, because it was just that I felt myself. I hoped I prayed ye might come to it." The sight of this taciturn Scotchman, moved in this way, had an extraordinary effect on Hodder himself, and his own emotion was so inexpressibly stirred that he kept silence a moment to control it. This proof of the truth of his theory in regard to McCrae he found overwhelming.
It was this faculty, Hodder perceived, which had heretofore laid an enchantment upon him, and it was not without a certain wonder that he now felt himself to be released from the spell. The perceptions of the banker were as keen, and his sense of security was brief.
And Hodder, as he made his way towards it, recognized the faces of some of those who composed it. Sally Grower was there, and the young women who lived in Mr. Bentley's house, and others whose acquaintance he had made during the summer. Mrs.
In spite of his unhappiness now, he would not have gone back. He realized for the first time that he had been nearer annihilation then than to-day. "Grace isn't here to bother me with the ideas she has picked up in Europe and catalogued," Alison continued. "Catalogued!" Hodder exclaimed, struck by the pertinency of the word. "Yes.
I don't say that men of influence are not factors in the Church to-day, but I do say that they are not using the intelligence in this task which they bring to bear, for instance, on their business." "Perhaps the clergy might help," Hodder suggested, and added more seriously, "I think that many of them are honestly trying to do so." "No doubt of it. Why is it," Mr.
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