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I have obligations to others, and I fear, when we were together at Tankerton, I forgot them. A word of assurance from you that Professor Stepton knows nothing of our conversation will set at rest the mind of Yours sincerely, Marcus Harding. As soon as he had read this communication, Malling realized that he had been right in his supposition that a new reserve was growing up in Henry Chichester.
Malling was not entirely wrong. There's certainly something in it." But what? Now for Henry Chichester! Stepton was by nature unemotional, but he was an implicit believer in the hysteria of others, and he thought clergymen, as a class, more liable to that malady than other classes of men.
"I want you to tell me something," Chichester began. "I want to know why your attention was first attracted to me. I feel sure that you must be able to give a reason. What is it?" "Well, now, I wish I could," returned Stepton. To himself he gave the swift admonition, "Play for hysteria, and see what comes of it." "I wish I could; but it's a mystery to me. But now let's see."
Psychic matters have got to be lifted out of the hands of credulous fetish-worshiping fools, and the sooner the better." "It's easy to call people credulous," said Chichester, with decided heat. "By being so readily contemptuous, Professor Stepton, you may often keep back evidence that might be of inestimable value to your cause.
But Malling thought it was possible also, and he had suggested this to Professor Stepton, that the weaker man had infused some of his weakness, his self-doubtings, his readiness to be affected by the opinion of others, into his dominating companion.
The rector's revelation on the previous night had well repaid him for his journey; then the air of Tankerton really rejoiced him; and he would have speech of the professor. "I shall lay it before Stepton," he had said to Mr. Harding the previous night, after they had parted from the professor. And he had spoken with authority. Mr.
But you, hard searcher after truth as you are you could never find it in you to drag away another from the contemplation of truth. Could you? Could you?" "Probably not," said Stepton. "I usually let folks alone even when they're glaring at falsehood. Ha!" He settled himself in his chair, looking sidewise toward Chichester.
He glanced at the rector rather doubtfully, seemed to take a resolution, and with an air almost of doggedness added, "May I?" and introduced the two men to one another. Mr. Harding observed the new-comer with an interest that was unmistakable. "You are the Mr. Malling of whom Professor Stepton has spoken to me," he said, "who has done so much experimental work for him?" "Yes."
I have tried to impress that upon our friend Chichester." "Doesn't he agree with you?" "Well it's difficult to say, difficult to say. Shall we go by Wilton Place, or ?" "Certainly." "Professor Stepton has talked to me about you from time to time, Mr. Malling." "He's a remarkable man," said Malling almost with enthusiasm. "Yes.
The lady with the white lock held out her hand. "You have heard Professor Stepton speak of Mr. Malling, haven't you?" added the rector to his wife. "Indeed I have," she answered. She smiled again kindly, and as if resolved to throw off her depression began to talk with some animation as they all walked together toward the street.
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