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That very intense tenderness and excitability which made her toil herself among the poor, and had called out both her admiration of Tregarva and her extravagant passion at his danger, made her also shrink with disgust from anything which thrust on her a painful reality, which she could not remedy.
But I have read in your Schoolmen tales of a Beatific Vision; how that the highest good for man was to see God. 'And did you believe that? 'One cannot believe the impossible only regret its impossibility. 'Impossibility? You can only see the Uncreate in the Create the Infinite in the Finite the absolute good in that which is like the good. Does Tregarva pretend to more?
There, Harry, put your arms round their necks. Tregarva, hold him up behind. Now then, men, left legs foremost keep step march! And they moved off towards the Priory. 'You seem to know everything, colonel, said Lancelot. The colonel did not answer for a moment.
'Well, sir, it may be a long story to you, but it was a short one to me, for it was the making of me, out of hand, there and then, blessed be God! But if you will have it 'And I will have it, friend Tregarva, quoth Lancelot, lighting his cigar. 'I was about sixteen years old, just after I came home from the Brazils 'What! have you been in the Brazils?
'I think, quoth Lancelot, ambiguously, 'that a man who can write such ballads is not fit to be your gamekeeper, and I think he feels so himself; and Lancelot stole an encouraging look at Tregarva. 'And I say, sir, the keeper answered, with an effort, 'that I leave Mr. Lavington's service here on the spot, once and for all. 'And that you may do, my fine fellow! roared the squire.
But what had become of the 'bit of writing' which Harry Verney, by the instigation of his evil genius, had put into the squire's fly- book? Tregarva had waited in terrible suspense for many weeks, expecting the explosion which he knew must follow its discovery. He had confided to Lancelot the contents of the paper, and Lancelot had tried many stratagems to get possession of it, but all in vain.
"Lord, Thou preparest their hearts and Thine ear hearkeneth thereto, to help the fatherless and poor unto their right, that the man of the earth be no more exalted against them." 'Why, you are talking like any Chartist, Tregarva! 'Am I, sir? I haven't heard much Scripture quoted among them myself, poor fellows; but to tell you the truth, sir, I don't know what I am becoming.
'I am no keeper, shouted Tregarva, starting up. 'I was turned off this morning for speaking my mind about the squires, and now I'm one of you, to live and die.
He, and not hell at all, is what I fear. He can inflict no punishment on me worse than the inner hell which I have felt already, many and many a time. 'Bona verba! That is an awful thing to say: but better this extreme than the other. . . . And you would what? 'Be pardoned. 'If He loves you, He has pardoned you already. 'How do I know that He loves me? 'How does Tregarva?
An instant afterwards, though, he burst out laughing, in spite of himself, as 'The Battersea Bantam, who had been ineffectually dancing round Tregarva like a gamecock spurring at a bull, turned off with a voice of ineffable disgust, 'That big cove's a yokel; ta'nt creditable to waste science on him.
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