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'Pardon me, in Buckinghamshire, said I, smiling. 'Well, what I mean is, my dear St. Ives, that you CAN'T PROVE them, he continued. 'They might just as well not be: do you follow me? You can't bring us any third party to back you. 'Oh, come! cried I, springing up and hurrying to the table. 'You must excuse me! I wrote Romaine's address. 'There is my reference, Mr. Gilchrist.
Romaine's Calvinism was of a more extreme type than that of most of the Evangelicals. He was no Antinomian himself, but one can well believe that his teaching might easily be perverted to Antinomian purposes. Wilberforce has an entry in his journal for 1795: 'Dined with old Newton, where met Henry Thornton and Macaulay. Newton very calm and pleasing.
Romaine's bank-notes, I was getting on swimmingly without him; but the trouble was that I could not be easy till I had come to the bottom of these mysteries, and it was my difficulty that I knew nothing of him beyond the name.
One of the first books I read was a work of Romaine's; I neither recollect the title nor the contents, except one doctrine, which of course I do not include among those which I believe to have come from a divine source, viz. the doctrine of final perseverance. I have no consciousness that this belief had any tendency whatever to lead me to be careless about pleasing God.
"Here it is, sir," exclaimed the waiter. "Seems like as if he'd dropped it." And picking it off the floor he presented it to me. I may say that I was quite prepared, that I already knew what to expect; but at sight of the cold print my heart stopped beating. There it was: the fulfilment of Romaine's apprehension was before me; the paper was laid open at the capture of Clausel.
Romaine's bank-notes, I was getting on swimmingly without him; but the trouble was that I could not be easy till I had come to the bottom of these mysteries, and it was my difficulty that I knew nothing of him beyond the name.
"I am satisfied, your word is sufficient," said Anderson, with a shudder, as he folded his arms across his breast and seemed to abandon himself to profound despair. Romaine's pale face assumed an expression of savage delight, as he raised the pistol and pointed it at the head of his intended victim, saying
The superintendent and his helpers were in the distant "upper field," working around the roots of some young fruit trees. But for the maids, busy indoors, the Place was deserted of human or canine life. Thus, luck was with the two intruders. Through the fence-gap in the oak-grove, bored Titus Romaine's hugest and oldest and crankiest sow.
"Pardon me in Buckinghamshire," said I, smiling. "Well, what I mean is, my dear St. Ives, that you can't prove them," he continued. "They might just as well not be: do you follow me? You can't bring us any third party to back you up." "O, come!" cried I, springing up and hurrying to the table. "You must excuse me!" I wrote Romaine's address. "There is my reference, Mr. Gilchrist.
Out of this copse, chewing greedily at an uprooted bunch of canna-bulbs, slouched Romaine's wandering sow. At, sight of the Mistress, she paused in her leisurely progress and, with the bunch of bulbs still hanging from one corner of her shark-mouth, stood blinking truculently at the astonished woman. Now, Lad had not obeyed the Mistress's soft chirp.
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