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"As to being a clergyman, Moses had a better idea about such things, at least so far as concerns outsides, than you seem to have, Mr. Wingfold. He would never have let a man who in size and shape is a mere mockery of the human, stand up to minister to the congregation.
I repeat in your brother's hearing what I have said to you, that he is the wisest and best man I have ever known. I left him in the meadow at the foot of the garden. He is suffering to-day, and I wanted to save him the longer walk. If you will allow me, I will go and bring him in." "Do," said Leopold. "Think, Helen! If he is the wisest and best man Mr. Wingfold ever knew!
"Would there be any harm in ordering a few things from the tradespeople?" asked Dorothy. "How should there be?" returned Wingfold. "Because, you see," answered Dorothy, "we can't be sure of a bird in the bush." "Can you be sure of it in your hands? It may spread its wings when you least expect it. But Helen will be delighted to take the risk up to a few hundreds," he added laughing.
"I daren't go and say what I think or don't think, even in the bedroom of my least orthodox patient at least, if I do, I instantly repent it while you go on saying what you really believe Sunday after Sunday! How you can believe it, I don't know, and it's no business of mine." "Oh yes, it is!" returned Wingfold.
She started, gave one glance at the curate, and hurried away towards the town. There was an agitation in her movements which Wingfold did not like; a suspicion crossed his mind, and he resolved to follow her. In his turn he made over his charge to Polwarth, and set off after the lady.
He told her the rector was in the town, had called upon not a few of his parishioners, and doubtless was going to church in the morning. "Thank you, Mr. Drew. I perfectly understand your kindness," said Mrs. Wingfold, "but I shall not tell my husband to-night." "Excuse the liberty, ma'am, but but do you think it well for a wife to hide things from her husband?" Helen laughed merrily.
She left the door open and kept coming and going between the kitchen and the parlour, busy about house affairs. Wingfold sat and watched her as he had opportunity with growing interest. She had the full-sized head that is so often set on a small body, and it looked yet larger from the quantity of rich brown hair upon it hair which some ladies would have given their income to possess.
Come up to my room, and I will read you a few lines that came to me this morning in the park." "Won't you wait for Mr. Wingfold, uncle? He will be here yet, I think. It can't be ten o'clock. He always looks in on Saturdays as he goes home from his walk. I should like you to read them to him too. They will do him good, I know." "I would, my dear, willingly, if I thought he would care for them.
Are you going to pull that blind down?" Wingfold lowered the blind. "Now look here!" said Mrs. Wylder. "You're not afraid of me, and I'm not afraid of you! It's a low trade, is yours." "What is my trade?" "What is your trade? Why, to talk goody! and read goody! and pray goody! and be goody, goody! Ugh!" "I'm not doing much of that sort at this moment, any way!" rejoined Wingfold with a laugh.
She paled, retreated a step, with a drawing back of her head and neck and a spreading of her nostrils, stared for a moment, first at the sheath, then at the curate, gave a little moan, bit her under lip hard, held out her hand, but as if she were afraid to touch the thing, and said: "What is it? Where did you find it?" She would have taken it, but Wingfold held it fast.
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