"Only this much I can indicate," he volunteered presently. "A part of
what has happened I understand very clearly. A part I do not understand
at all. In the meantime, some one, but not myself, is in jeopardy.
Until the confusion is cleared, or until I can see better what to do
than I see now, I can do nothing but rest under the circumstances which
you have seen enmesh me to-night. Of course, it is impossible that such
a monstrous injustice can long continue. I hold the power to clear
myself instantly, but it is a power I cannot use without violating the
most sacred obligation a minister can assume. I will not violate it. I
must insist that not one single word which I have just hinted to you be
given to the public. Silence, absolute and unwavering silence, is the
course which is forced upon me and upon every friend who would be true
to me, as I shall seek to be true to my duty."
The three friends heard this declaration rather helplessly. In the
presence of such a lofty spirit of self-immolation, what were mere men
like themselves to say, or do? Obviously nothing, except to look the
reverence and wonder which they felt and to bow tacitly to his will.
Hampstead knew instinctively and without one word of assurance that
these men, at first overwhelmingly convinced of his guilt by what they
had seen, and then bewildered by his manner, now believed in him
absolutely. It put him at ease with them and gave him assurance to add:
"I know that not one of you is a man to desert a friend in the hour of
his extremity, and no matter what happens I believe your faith in me
will not falter. You will understand my wish to thank you for what you
have done and may do, and to say good-by for to-night. My burning
desire now is to get by myself and try to comprehend what has happened
and what may yet happen before this miserable business is concluded."
Cordially taking the hand of each, while the men one after another
responded with fervent expressions of faith and confidence, the minister
turned quickly upon his heel, crossed the street, and leaped lightly
upon a passing car.
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