We arrived in good time at Reading, and, as soon as we alighted at the
inn, we ordered dinner, and then walked down to the shop, where we found
Timothy very busy tying down and labelling. He was delighted to see Mr
Masterton; and perceiving that I had laid aside the Quaker's dress, made
no scruple of indulging in his humour, making a long face, and
_thee-ing_ and _thou-ing_ Mr Masterton in a very absurd manner. We
desired him to go to Mr Cophagus, and beg that he would allow me to
bring Mr Masterton to drink tea, and afterwards to call at the inn and
give us the answer. We then returned to our dinner.
"Whether they will ever make a Quaker of you, Japhet, I am very
doubtful," observed Mr Masterton, as we walked back; "but as for making
one of that fellow Timothy, I'll defy them."
"He laughs at everything," replied I, "and views everything in a
ridiculous light--at all events, they never will make him serious."
In the evening, we adjourned to the house of Mr Cophagus, having
received a message of welcome. I entered the room first. Susannah came
forward to welcome me, and then drew back, when she perceived the
alteration in my apparel, colouring deeply. I passed her, and took the
hand of Mrs Cophagus and her husband, and then introduced Mr
Masterton.
"We hardly knew thee, Japhet," mildly observed Mrs Cophagus.
"I did not think that outward garments would disguise me from my
friends," replied I; "but so it appeareth, for your sister hath not even
greeted me in welcome."
"I greet thee in all kindness, and all sincerity, Japhet Newland,"
replied Susannah, holding out her hand. "Yet did I not imagine that, in
so short a time, thou wouldst have dismissed the apparel of our
persuasion, neither do I find it seemly."
"Miss Temple," interposed Mr Masterton, "it is to oblige those who are
his sincere friends, that Mr Newland has laid aside his dress. I
quarrel with no creed--everyone has a right to choose for himself, and
Mr Newland has perhaps not chosen badly, in embracing your tenets. Let
him continue steadfast in them. But, fair young lady, there is no creed
which is perfect, and, even in yours, we find imperfection. Our
religion preaches humility, and therefore we do object to his wearing
the garb of pride."
"Of pride, sayest thou? hath he not rather put off the garb of humility,
and now appeareth in the garb of pride?"
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