Frank sat meditating awhile on this strange story, which is moreover a
true one; and then looked up with something like tears in his eyes.
"And he did not die?"
"Not he! I saw him die afterwards--shot through the heart, without
time even to cry out. But I have not forgotten what he did for me that
night; and I'll tell you what, sir! I do not believe that God has
forgotten it either."
Frank was silent for a few moments, and then Tom changed the subject.
"I want to know what you can tell me about this Mr. Vavasour."
"Hardly anything, I am sorry to say. I was at his house at tea, two or
three times, when I first came; and I had very agreeable evenings, and
talks on art and poetry: but I believe I offended him by hinting that
he ought to come to church, which he never does, and since then our
acquaintance has all but ceased. I suppose you will say, as usual,
that I played my cards badly there also."
"Not at all," said Tom, who was disposed to take any one's part
against Elsley. "If a clergyman has not a right to tell a man that, I
don't see what right he has of any kind. Only," added he, with one of
his quaint smiles, "the clergyman, if he compels a man to deal at his
store, is bound to furnish him with the articles which he wants."
"Which he needs, or which he likes? For 'wanting' has both these
meanings."
"With something that he finds by experience does him good; and so
learns to like it, because he knows that he needs it, as my patients
do my physic."
"I wish my patients would do so by mine: but, unfortunately, half of
them seem to me not to know what their disease is, and the other half
do not think they are diseased at all."
"Well," said Tom drily, "perhaps some of them are more right than you
fancy. Every man knows his own business best."
"If it were so, they would go about it somewhat differently from what
most of the poor creatures do."
"Do you think so? I fancy myself that not one of them does a wrong
thing, but what he knows it to be wrong just as well as you do, and is
much more ashamed and frightened about it already, than you can ever
make him by preaching at him."
"Do you?"
"I do. I judge of others by myself."
"Then would you have a clergyman never warn his people of their sins?"
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