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Updated: June 17, 2025
Almost without invitation now the cream of the country's manhood flocked into our travelling headquarters for enrolment on the roster of The Citizens; and: "Hasten slowly and silently," became John Crondall's counsel to all our supporters.
Her friendliness could not be the prelude to friendship with the assistant editor of The Mass; it probably meant no more than a courteous deference to John Crondall's whim, I told myself.
How much John Crondall's view had to do with the Government's decision will never be known, but we know that England's deeply grateful Message pointed out that, in the opinion of his Majesty's Imperial Government, the most desirable basis for an alliance between two great nations was one of equality and mutual respect.
I recalled certain little indications I myself had received from Constance before John Crondall's return from South Africa, to the effect that personal feeling could have no great weight with her, while our national fate hung in the balance.
Constance looked expectantly at me, and I realized with a sudden thrill the uses of even such small means as I now possessed. "Well, no," I said; "I couldn't agree to that." The pupils of John Crondall's eyes contracted sharply, and a pained, wondering look crept into the face I loved, the vivid, expressive face of Constance Grey.
It was, of course, most important that no friction should be caused at this stage. But it was with regard to the preaching pilgrimage of the two Canadian parsons that Crondall's friends of the Press rendered us the greatest possible service. Here no particular reticence was called for, and the Press could be, and was, unreservedly helpful and generous.
As Crewe, the man who introduced me to him, said afterwards: "There isn't one particle of flummery in Crondall's whole body." It was an obviously truthful criticism. You might agree with the man or not, but no intelligent human being could doubt his honesty, the reality of his convictions, the strength and sincerity of his devotion to the cause of those convictions.
And with that she handed me a letter in Crondall's writing, and nodded in a friendly way when I asked permission to read it at once. "Please do," she said. She had no particular accent, but yet her speech differed slightly from that of the conventional Englishwoman of her class the refined and well-educated Englishwoman, that is.
Indeed, I thought I detected a certain new sternness in John Crondall's demeanour, an extra rigid concentration upon work, which carried with it, for me, a suggestion of his being unwilling to meet one upon any other than the working footing. I was surprised and a little hurt about this, because of late there had been no reservations in the confidence with which my chief treated me.
He cannot do that without opposing us, we said in effect; as one who should say: You cannot cultivate my garden, or repair my fences, without injuring my house and showing yourself an enemy to my family. A strange business; but so it was. Therefore, John Crondall's speech that day found me full enough of opposition, and not at all inclined to be sympathetic.
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