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The moment sir Wilton was gone, Simon turned to his grandson. "It was a pity you asked him about Mr. Wingfold. The only thing is you mustn't let out his secret. As to seeing Mr. Wingfold, or Miss Wylder either, just do as you please." "No, grandfather. If I had not asked him, perhaps I might; but to ask him, and then not do what he told me, would be a sneaking shame!" "You're right, my boy!
She was essentially of the truth; and therefore, when she came into relation with a soul such as Wingfold, a soul so much more developed than herself, so much farther advanced in the knowledge of realities as having come through difficulties unknown and indeed at present unknowable to Barbara, she met one of her own house, and her life was fed from his, and began to grow faster.
"But," said Wingfold "only pray do not think I am opposing you; I am in the straits you have left so far behind: how am I to know that I should not merely have wrought myself up to the believing of that which I should like to be true?" "Leave that question, my dear sir, until you know what that really is which you want to believe.
"I said to her, 'If it's a bad book, here goes! and threw it in the fire." "Then I'm not to know the end of the story! But I can send to London for another copy! I'm much obliged to you, Mr. Wingfold, for destroying my property! But you didn't tell her where you found it?" "I did not. She never asked me." Mrs. Wylder was silent. She seemed a little ashamed, perhaps a little softened.
No wonder if with such a feeling in his breast Wingfold walked softly, and his face glistened! He was not aware that the tears stood in his eyes, but Helen saw them. "You know all!" she faltered. "I do. Will you let me out by the garden again? I wish to be alone." She led the way down the stair, and walked with him through the garden. Wingfold did not speak.
Do not mistake me. I think I could stand an examination on the doctrines of the church, as contained in the articles, and prayer-book generally. But for all they have done for me, I might as well have never heard of them." "Don't be quite sure of that, Mr. Wingfold. At least, they have brought you to inquire if there be anything in them." "Mr.
Then he turned to me and said, while a perfect heaven of peace shone in his eyes: 'Son of man, the Word of God liveth and abideth for ever, not in the volume of the book, but in the heart of the man that in love obeyeth him. And therewith I awoke weeping, but with the lesson of my dream." A deep silence fell on the little company. Then said Wingfold, "I trust I have the lesson too."
Wingfold!" protested Barbara, "You say you are there not for yourself but for the people, yet you will not move to see right done!" "I would move a long way to see that Mr. Tuke cared to do right: that is my business. It is not much to me, and nothing to my business, whether Mr. Tuke be rich or poor, a baronet or a bookbinder; it is everything to me whether Mr.
Wingfold, that I would have no one ordained till after forty, by which time he would know whether he had any real call or only a temptation to the church, from the base hope of an easy living." By this time Mrs. Ramshorn had had more than enough of it. The man was a leveller, a chartist, a positivist a despiser of dignities!
I don't think I need be much afraid of that, for if I were to go out of my mind, I should not have strength to live unless indeed I knew God through all the madness. I think my father did in a way." "It was quite plain he did," answered her uncle, "and that in no feeble way either. Some day I must tell you," here he turned to Wingfold "about that brother of mine, Rachel's father.
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