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There trembled in the background of his thoughts ever and again the recollection of a grievance against his wife an offence which she had committed but he put it aside as something to be grappled and dealt with when he felt again like taking up the serious and disagreeable things of life. For the moment, he desired only to be amused by Sister Soulsby.
The moment you try on being somewhere else, you're done for. In all this world nobody else comes to such unmerciful and universal grief as the unfrocked priest." The phrase sent Theron's fancy roving. "I know a Catholic priest," he said irrelevantly, "who doesn't believe an atom in in things." "Very likely," said Sister Soulsby. "Most of us do.
Those who stayed in, and made the best of it well, one of them will be a bishop in another ten years." Theron had started walking again. "But the moral degradation of it!" he snapped out at her over his shoulder. "I'd rather earn the meanest living, at an honest trade, and be free from it." "That may all be," responded Sister Soulsby. "But it isn't a question of what you'd rather do.
She was conscious of an instinctive dislike for the vague image of him her fancy had conjured up, but the reflection that he was Theron's friend, and so probably would be more moderate in his charges, decided her. Brother Soulsby showed a most comforting tact and swiftness of apprehension when Alice, in mentioning Dr.
Sister Soulsby straightened herself, and looked down upon him with a new intentness. "Well, then," she began, "let's thrash this thing out right now, and be done with it. You say it's hurt your conscience to do just one little hundredth part of what there was to be done here. Ask yourself what you mean by that.
He rose to his feet, made some little explanation about being a gardener himself, and desiring to inspect more closely some rhododendrons he had noticed in the garden, and forthwith moved decorously out by the other door into the front hall. They heard his footsteps on the gravel beneath the window before Mrs. Soulsby spoke again.
There came a part where Brother Soulsby, lifting his head in turn, took up a tuneful second to her air. Although the two did not, as one could hear by listening closely, sing the same words at the same time, they produced none the less most moving and delightful harmonies of sound.
He knew by intuition what those phrases, "good, honest little soul" and "kind, sweet little body" signified, when another woman used them to a husband about his wife. The very employment of that word "little" was enough, considering that there was scarcely more than a hair's difference between Mrs. Soulsby and Alice, and that they were both rather tall than otherwise, as the stature of women went.
Of course, I've never asked any questions, and I've hushed up everybody at Octavius who tried to quiz me about it his disappearance and my packing up and leaving, and all that and I've never discussed the question with you but " "No, and there's no good going into it now," put in Sister Soulsby, with amiable decisiveness. "It's all past and gone.
Theron was conscious of a certain annoyance at this, and knew that he was showing it by an exaggerated display of interest in everything Sister Soulsby said, and persisted in it.
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