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But what a miserable state of things, that the labouring man should require all these societies, and charities, and helps from the rich! that an industrious freeman cannot live without alms! 'So I have thought this long time, quietly answered Tregarva. 'But Miss Honoria, she is not afraid to tell her father the truth?
About ten o'clock that evening Lancelot and Tregarva were walking stealthily up a ride in one of the home-covers, at the head of some fifteen fine young fellows, keepers, grooms, and not extempore 'watchers, whom old Harry was marshalling and tutoring, with exhortations as many and as animated as if their ambition was 'Mourir pour la patrie.
But the squire's game is his own, and we must do our duty by our master. There was a rustle in the bushes, and a tramp of feet on the turf. 'There they are, sir, sure enough. The Lord keep us from murder this night! And Tregarva pulled off his neckcloth, and shook his huge limbs, as if to feel that they were all in their places, in a way that augured ill for the man who came across him.
'Not unless you make an idol of it, sir, and fancy that men's souls were made for the prayer-book, and not the prayer-book for them. 'But cannot he expose and redress these evils, if they exist? Tregarva twisted about again. 'I do not say that I think it, sir; but this I know, that every poor man in the vale thinks it that the parsons are afraid of the landlords.
Will you see what we have done, and, perhaps, bring home, after long wanderings, a message for your country which may help to unravel the tangled web of this strange time? 'I will, said Lancelot, 'now, this moment. And yet, no. There is one with whom I have promised to share all future weal and woe. Without him I can take no step. 'Tregarva? 'Yes he. What made you guess that I spoke of him?
They begin by trying to oust each other, and eat each other up; and while they're eating up their neighbours, their neighbours eat up them; and so they all come to ruin together. 'Why, you talk like Mr. Mill himself, Tregarva; you ought to have been a political economist, and not a City missionary. By the bye, I don't like that profession for you. 'It's the Lord's work, sir.
About them Tregarva seemed hopeful enough. He had found out a Wesleyan minister in town who knew him, and had, by his means, after assisting for a week or two in the London City Mission, got some similar appointment in a large manufacturing town. Of the state of things he spoke more sadly than ever. 'The rich cannot guess, sir, how high ill-feeling is rising in these days.
Their way home lay over Ashy Down, a lofty chalk promontory, round whose foot the river made a sudden bend. As they paced along over the dreary hedgeless stubbles, they both started, as a ghostly 'Ha! ha! ha! rang through the air over their heads, and was answered by a like cry, faint and distant, across the wolds. 'That's those stone-curlews at least, so I hope, said Tregarva.
'Let them alone, poor fellows, said Tregarva; 'it won't last long. When they've got two or three children at their heels, they'll look as thin and shabby as their own fathers. 'They must spend a great deal of money on their clothes. 'And on their stomachs, too, sir. They never lay by a farthing; and I don't see how they can, when their club-money's paid, and their insides are well filled.
"Those whom God hath joined, let no man put asunder." Lancelot coloured, for he remembered with how much less reason he had been lately invoking in his own cause those very words. He was at a loss for an answer; but seeing, to his relief, that Tregarva had returned to his usual impassive calm, he forced him to sit down, and began questioning him as to his own prospects and employment.
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