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"Ay, 'tis easy to bear a burden, when you and it be borne together," said Mr Ewring. "Dorothy, have you strength for that burden?" "Master Ewring, I've given up thinking that I've any strength for any thing, and then I just go and ask for it for everything, and methinks I get along best that way." "Ay, so? You are coming on fast, Dorothy. Many Christian folks miss that lesson half their lives."
Has the resurrection happened? for your face looks nigh too glad for aught else." The gladness died suddenly away, as those words brought to Mr Ewring the thought of something which could not happen the memory of the beloved face which for thirty years had been the light of his home, and which he should behold in this world never any more. "Nay, Dorothy nay, not that!
"Isn't it then?" said Rose. "Master Benold says he misdoubts if 'tis well begun." "Master Benold the chandler?" "Of East Hill ay. He was at the King's Head last night. So was old Mistress Silverside, and Mistress Ewring the miller's wife, and Johnson they call him Alegar down at Thorpe." "Call him Alegar! what on earth for?" asked Rose indignantly. Elizabeth laughed. "Well, they say he's so sour.
"Mistress Wade!" cried Mr Ewring, following her. "Truly, you are a pleasant sight, and I am full fain to welcome you back. I trusted we should so do ere long, but I looked not to behold you thus soon." "But we have right good cause to praise God, every one; and next after that to give some thanks to each other.
"Oh, so glad!" said Cissy, under her breath. "And how hath Will stood out?" was the next question, which produced profound silence for a few seconds. Then Will broke forth. "I haven't, Master Ewring at least, it's Cissy's doing, and she's had hard work to make me stick. I should have given up ever so many times if she'd have let me.
Don't 'ee, now!" "Dorothy," said Mr Ewring with a smile, "if the Lord's cause can't afford to lose me, you may be very sure it won't lose me. `The Lord reigneth, be the people never so impatient. He is on the throne, not the priests.
In a few minutes the sound of running down stairs was audible, and at last Dorothy appeared her gown pinned up behind, her sleeves rolled up to the elbows, and her entire aspect that of a woman who had just come off hard and dirty work. "Eh, Master Ewring! but I'm sorry to have kept you a-waiting. Look you, I was mopping out the Dear heart, but what is come to you?
I didn't think I could stand it much longer, and it was only last night I told her so, and she begged and prayed me to hold on." "That's an honest lad," said Mr Ewring. "And that's a dear maid," added Dorothy. "Then Cissy stood out, did she?" "Cissy! eh, they'd never have got her to kneel down to their ugly images, not if they'd cut her head off for it. She's just like a stone wall.
"Eh, poor Mistress! but if she could see that poor little dear, it would grieve her to her heart. Master Ewring, how long will the Lord bear with these sons of Satan!" "Ah, Dorothy, that's more than you or I can tell. `Many shall be purified, and made white, and tried': that is all we know." "How much is many?" asked Dorothy almost bitterly.
That was John's message, and it found him just on the brink of casting his confidence away, and stopped him. Mr Ewring had never spent an angelet better than in securing the transmission of that one word, which was the instrument in God's hand to save two immortal souls.
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