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Pewtap," he said, "I am human, and it would be disingenuous for me to pretend that I am not pleased by the fact that my name has been mentioned in connection with the bishopric. I can conscientiously affirm, however, that the good of the church is more dear to me than ambition.
Then there's Brother Pewtap, did you ever know such a lovely name for a country parson? he just lives on her with a family bigger than Mr. Robbins's. He's really a Strathmore man, but he wouldn't dare to vote against her wishes. She might manage all those votes. Besides, there's a Mr. Jewett somewhere near Lenox that she's helped a good deal; but I haven't found out about him yet."
Pewtap stumbled on, turning his seedy hat about like a slow wheel which had some connection with grinding out his speech, "that I Yes, of course I mean that the good of the church must be considered first, as you say." Speechlessness seemed to overcome him, and he looked upon his host with a piteous appeal in his face.
"I understand that it is not an easy thing for you to tell me that it seems best to you not to vote for me," Mr. Strathmore said kindly. "I appreciate your coming to me on an errand so hard for you." Mr. Pewtap sighed eloquently. "If circumstances," he interpolated eagerly, "if circumstances were different" "Of course," the other responded with a genial laugh.
Strathmore was almost ludicrously his opposite. Mr. Pewtap was a small, ineffectual creature, with inefficiency oozing out of his every pore. He was conspicuously the incarnation of well-meaning and exasperating incompetence; one of those men who might be forgiven everything but the fact that their stupidities are invariably the result of the best intentions.
The eye of the host twinkled, but he was otherwise of admirable gravity. "And my chance might be better if you hadn't so many?" he suggested. "Oh, we never could have had so many if it hadn't been for Mrs. Frostwinch," Mr. Pewtap responded eagerly. "I mean, of course, that we couldn't have taken care of them all. She has for years given Mrs.
Nature had evidently been somewhat too hasty or careless in the making of his face, for she had cut his nostrils unpleasantly high and set his eyes much too near together. "I saw Mrs. Gore yesterday," Thurston responded. "She thinks that she can answer for those votes of which we were speaking. She says that the vote of Mr. Pewtap will depend upon Mrs. Frostwinch."
"I wanted to explain that under the circumstances I had no choice." "I understand. It is not necessary to say any more about it. Of course in a case of this sort a man has only to follow his conscience, and let the consequences take care of themselves." "That is what I said to Mrs. Pewtap," was the enthusiastic reply.
Pewtap a little annual income, little to her, I mean, of course; but it doesn't take much to be a great deal to us." Mr. Strathmore picked up a paper-knife of cut silver and played with it a moment in silence, as if waiting for the other to go on. "Do I understand," he said at length, "that Mrs. Frostwinch has something to do with your decision in regard to the election?"
When I was told yesterday that the vote was likely to be close, and that my vote might make a difference, I assure you I was quite distressed. I told Mrs. Pewtap last night in the night that I couldn't feel comfortable till I'd seen you and explained." "It is most kind of you," Strathmore put in, his face inscrutable, but his eyes still kindly.
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