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The man, a Baptist preacher suffering under the Act of Uniformity, turned a gentle, reproachful face upon him, and stepping from the crowd, joined himself to Havisham and the Muggletonian. "James Holt!" said Landless. A rustic, standing behind Luiz Sebastian, uttered a dreadful imprecation.
The hut had no window, but there were interstices between the logs through which the light gleamed redly. When the two men had reached it, the Muggletonian knocked upon the heavy door, after a peculiar fashion, striking it four times in all. Then some one said in a low voice and close to the door: "Who is it?" "The sword of the Lord and of Gideon," answered the Muggletonian.
"A short, dim passage from darkness into light; the antechamber of the white court of God; the curtain that we lift; the veil that we tear and SEE! My soul longeth for death, yea, even fainteth for the courts of God! But He will not call His servants until His work is done. Wherefore let us haste to rise up and slay, to work the Lord's work, and go from hence!" "Yea!" cried the Muggletonian.
None of them ever hesitated to call a spade a spade, and some of them denounced slavery and all its sympathizers with the vigor and picturesqueness of a Muggletonian or Fifth Monarchy man of Cromwell's time execrating his religious adversaries.
If we could have saved our fire but we had to keep them from the door! Get to your post, and we will hold them back as long as may be. Then a short passage to eternal nothingness!" "A short passage!" muttered the Muggletonian at Landless's ear. "Well for those who find that at the hands of the uncircumcised heathen. Eternal nothingness!
And she could tell of every-day domestic happenings as well as of the doings of the powers of darkness. Her audience listened greedily to the instance of plantation economy which she proceeded to relate. "When was this, woman?" demanded the Muggletonian, when she had finished. Margery pointed to the declining sun and then upwards to a spot a little past the zenith.
Our plans known, our friends taken, betrayed and deserted by the man in whom we trusted most, whom we called our leader, we have, indeed, no choice." "Win-Grace Porringer," said Landless. The Muggletonian threw up his arms. "Iscariot!" he cried wildly. "Woe, woe to him by whom offenses come! Well for thee, son of Warham Landless, hadst thou never been born!
All was dusk, subdued, save where a stray sunbeam, sifting through a crack in the opposite wall, lit the ghastly face and shaven crown of the Muggletonian. Landless, leaning against a cask, addressed a man of a grave and resolute bearing one of the newly acquired servants of Verney Manor. "Major Havisham, you are a wise and a brave man.
The door swung open, and there entered two men of a grave and determined cast of countenance. Both had iron-gray hair, and one was branded upon the forehead with the letter that appeared upon the cheek of the Muggletonian.
Perhaps I may be the best friend they may have yet ay, or you too, though you're the ungratefulest whimsicallist sort of a son of a gun that ever I came across. Come, help yourself, and don't roll up your eyes in that way, like a Muggletonian asoide of a Fye-Fye!"
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