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Woodwell, Havill the architect, the rector of the parish, the curate, and many others known to them by sight. These, as soon as they saw the young couple, came forward with words of condolence, imagining them to have been burnt out of bed, and vied with each other in offering them a lodging.
Somerset explained where they were staying and that they required no accommodation, Paula interrupting with 'O my poor horses, what has become of them? 'The fire is not near the stables, said Mr. Woodwell. 'It broke out in the body of the building. The horses, however, are driven into the field. 'I can assure you, you need not be alarmed, madam, said Havill.
'And it was flatly contradicted. 'Yes. Well, we shall see in the Lord's good time; I can do no more for her. And now, Mr. Somerset, pray take a cup of tea. The revelations of the minister depressed Somerset a little, and he did not stay long. As he went to the door Woodwell said, 'There is a worthy man the deacon of our chapel, Mr. Havill who would like to be friendly with you.
Hence in walking back to Markton, instead of going up the High Street, he turned aside into the unfrequented footway that led to the minister's cottage. Mr. Woodwell was not indoors at the moment of his call, and Somerset lingered at the doorway, and cast his eyes around. It was a house which typified the drearier tenets of its occupier with great exactness.
Mr. Woodwell was always glad of an opportunity. He was gifted with a burning natural eloquence, which, though perhaps a little too freely employed in exciting the 'Wertherism of the uncultivated, had in it genuine power. He was a master of that oratory which no limitation of knowledge can repress, and which no training can impart.
Having been left in narrow circumstances by her husband, she was at present living with Miss Power as chaperon and adviser on practical matters in a word, as ballast to the management. Beyond her Somerset discerned his new acquaintance Mr. Woodwell, who on sight of Somerset was for hastening up to him and performing a laboured shaking of hands in earnest recognition.
Why did he act so readily on the whimsical suggestion of another person, and follow the minister, when he might have said that he would call on Mr. Woodwell to-morrow, and, making himself known to Miss Power as the visiting architect of whom she had heard from Miss De Stancy, have had the pleasure of attending her to the castle? 'That's what any other man would have had wit enough to do! he said.
When Somerset said that, fearing his motives might be misconstrued, he had followed to assure the minister of his goodwill and esteem, Mr. Woodwell held out his hand, and proved his friendliness in return by preparing to have the controversy on their religious differences over again from the beginning, with exhaustive detail.
Several of those now found guilty confessed and were reprieved; but Samuel Woodwell, having retracted his confession, along with seven others who persisted in their innocence, was sent to execution.
Woodwell said by the way, we must call and see him something or other that's in Revelation, neither cold nor hot. But of course that's a sub-species I may be a lukewarm anything.
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