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Updated: May 7, 2025
"I can see that you are going to be thrown into friendship, close contact, with Father Forbes. He likes you, and you can't help liking him. There is nobody else in this raw, overgrown, empty-headed place for you and him TO like, nobody except that man, that Dr. Ledsmar. And if you like HIM, I shall hate you! He has done mischief enough already.
"You don't seem to care much for music," suggested Mr. Ware, when a lull came. Dr. Ledsmar looked up, lighted match in hand. "Say musicians!" he growled.
"It's that Madden girl!" he suddenly heard a voice say by his side. Dr. Ledsmar had followed him to the window, and was close at his shoulder. Theron's thoughts were upon the puzzling shadowed lineaments on the stained glass. He saw now in a flash the resemblance which had baffled him. "It IS like her, of course," he said.
The doctor looked at him, nodded, and stooped to nip some buds from a stalk in the bed. "And another case," Theron went on "of course it was all so new and strange to me but the position which Miss Madden seems to occupy about the Catholic Church here I suppose you had her in mind when you spoke." Ledsmar stood up.
Ledsmar expressly disclaimed to Soulsby all pretence of professional skill, and made him understand that he went along solely because he liked Mr. Ware, and was interested in him, and in any case would probably be of as much use as the wisest of strange physicians a view which the little revivalist received with comprehending nods of tacit acquiescence.
Indeed, when I think upon it sometimes my old state of mind seems quite incredible to me. I can use no word for my new state short of illumination." Dr. Ledsmar continued to regard his guest with that calm, interrogatory scrutiny of his. He did not seem disposed to take up the great issue of illumination.
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