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One was from a tradesman in Salisbury, and the other was from his wife's brother-in-law, Mr. Quickenham. Before he started he read Mr. Quickenham's letter, and then did his best to forget it and put it out of his mind till the morning service should be over. The letter was as follows: Pump Court, June 30, 1868.
Having thus resolved he came back to breakfast and read Mr. Quickenham's letter aloud to his wife and Mary Lowther. "Glebe!" said the Vicar's wife. "Do you mean that it is part of your own land?" asked Mary. "Exactly that," said the Vicar. "And that old thief of a Marquis has given away what belongs to us?" said Mrs. Fenwick. "He has given away what did not belong to himself," said the Vicar.
To this the Vicar was obliged to reply that, to his very great regret, old Brattle never entered a church. "Then I'll step over and see him during morning service to-morrow," said the lawyer. The Vicar raised his eyebrows, but said nothing as to the propriety of Mr. Quickenham's personal attendance at a place of worship on Good Friday. "Can anything be done, Richard?" said Mrs.
George Brattle in his religious zeal. Mr. George Brattle made a clear compromise with his own conscience. One good Sunday against a Sunday that was not good left him, as he thought, properly poised in his intended condition of human infirmity. It may be doubted whether Mr. Quickenham's mind was equally philosophic on the matter. He could hardly tell why he went to church, or why he stayed away.
Stiggs, saying that he himself would either come or send before the end of that time. Then he returned home, and told the whole story to his wife. All this took place before Mr. Quickenham's arrival at the vicarage. "My dear Frank," said his wife to him, "you will get into trouble." "What sort of trouble?"
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