The Revolution in Tanner's LaneWhite, William Hale
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The Revolution in Tanner's Lane
White, William Hale
England -- Fiction; Religious fiction
Mr. Thomas thereupon advanced to the table, and said it would ill become
him to expatiate on the present occasion. He would confine himself to
obeying the mandate of his father. He then reported that he had been led
to visit the Colemans at first as friends of the Allens, and not knowing
their devilish tendencies. God had, however, he hoped, mercifully
protected him. If it had not been for God’s grace, where might he not
have been that day? It was true that they were disciples of the French
sceptic; his likeness was on the walls; his books were on the
bookshelves! Mr. George Allen had been in the habit of associating not
only with Mr. Coleman, but with the daughter, and with the daughter
_alone_! as has already been stated. She was also an infidel—more so,
perhaps, than her father; and Satan had a way, as they all knew, of
instilling the deadly poison so seductively that unwary souls were often
lost, lost, lost beyond recall, before they could truly be said to be
aware of it. He wished, therefore, that evening to confess again, as,
indeed, he had just confessed before, that by grace he had been saved.
It is not of him that willeth, nor of him that runneth, but of God that
showeth mercy. He trembled to think how near he himself had been to the
pit of destruction, lured by the devices of the great Enemy of Souls; but
praise be to God he had been saved, not through own merits, but through
the merits of his Redeemer.
Mr. Broad purred with pleasure during this oration, and looked round on
the audience for their approval. Mr. Allen was now completely quieted.
The speech had acted like a charm. He rose immediately.
“Mr. Broad,” he said deliberately, but with much emphasis—you might have
heard a pin drop—“the value of the testimony just given depends upon
character of the witness. May I ask him to explain _how he came by that
scar on the back of his hand_?”
Mr. Allen remained standing. There was no sign of an answer. He sat
down for a moment but still there was no movement. He rose again.
“Mr. Broad, as there is no reply, will you permit me to give the
explanation?”
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