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'Ah, poor deluded human nature! as old Moxall says, while in the same breath he contradicts himself by asserting that human Reason is the only infallible means of ascertaining anything! How it can be 'deluded' and 'infallible' at the same time, I can't quite understand! But, Alwyn, you haven't told me how you like the 'get-up' of your book?"
George's Hall to delight the assembled skeptics, by telling them in an elaborate lecture what absurd animalculae they all were!" Alwyn smiled. There was a soft light in his eyes, an expression of serene contentment on his face. "Poor old Moxall!" he said gently "I am sorry for him! He makes life very desolate, both for himself and others who accept his theories.
"You will find there is heart and help in the world that can only be God's own. Believe in that, and you will come to believe in Him. You have seen only the wrong, bad side, I am afraid. The under side; the side turned down toward" "Hell-fire," said Mary Moxall, filling Desire's hesitation with an utterance of hard, unrecking distinctness.
Now, I have come back to you for more, a great deal more, if I can get it. First, a name. We can't call it a City of Refuge, beautiful as such a city is to be. Neither will I call it a Home, or an Asylum. The first thing Mary Moxall said to me was, 'I won't go to no Refuges nor Sile'ums. I don't want to be raked up, mud an' all, into a heap that everybody knows the name of.
The attraction he had always felt for his poet-friend deepened to quite a fervent intensity of admiration, but he was not the man to betray his feelings outwardly, and to shake off his emotion he rushed into speech again. "By the by, Alwyn, your old acquaintance, Professor Moxall, is very much 'down' on your book.
Mary Moxall was there, clothed and in her right mind; her baby on her lap. Good Mrs. Crumford, the mother-matron, sat beside her. Andrew Dorray, the plasterer, and his wife, Annie, were there.
But Desire Ledwith knew that the hard unreckingness was only the reflex of a tenderness quick, not dead, which the Lord would not let go of to perish. Sylvie and Hazel came in below, and she left Mary Moxall and went down to them. The three took leave, for it was after five o'clock. When they got out from the street-car at Borden Square, Desire left them, to go round by Savin Street, and see Mr.
It was this girl, Mary Moxall her name is, and Mocks-all it ought to be, sure enough, to finish up after that pure, blessed name so many of these miserables have got christened with; and she was holding the child by the heels, head down, swinging it back and for'ard, as you'd let a gold ring swing on a hair in a tumbler, to try your fortune by, waiting till it would hit and ring.
There is where I think our privilege comes in, after the similitude of his; to supplement broadly that which shall not hinder honest and conditional exertion. I have been longing to tell you about it; I have had a vision of you in the midst of my work and talk; I have had a feeling of you this evening, waiting just so and there; I had to come. I went to see your Mary Moxall, Miss Desire."
The maid-servant said that she could not tell when they would return. Mrs. Vireo was at her mother's, and she believed they would not come back to tea. Desire knew that it was one of the minister's chapel nights. She went away, up Savin Street, disappointed; wishing that she could have sent instant help to Mary Moxall, who, she thought, could not withstand the evangel of Hilary Vireo's presence.
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