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nd take her away with you.' 'When shall I go?' 'To-morrow morning. But I shall be in. Don't go till you see me. Good-night.' We took our leave without more ado. 'What a lady-like woman to be the matron of an asylum!' I said. Falconer gave a little laugh. 'That is no asylum. It is a private house.' 'And the lady?' 'Is a lady of private means,' he answered, 'who prefers Bloomsbury to Belgravia, because it is easier to do noble work in it. Her heaven is on the confines of hell.' 'What will she do with those children?' 'Kiss them and wash them and put them to bed.' 'And after that?' 'Give them bread and milk in the morning.' 'And after that?' 'Oh! there's time enough. We'll see. There's only one thing she won't do.' 'What is that?' 'Turn them out again.' A pause followed, I cogitating. 'Are you a society, then?' I asked at length. 'No. At least we don't use the word. And certainly no other society would acknowledge us.' 'What are you, then?' 'Why should we be anything, so long as we do our work?' 'Don't you think there is some affectation in refusing a name?' 'Yes, if the name belongs to you? Not otherwise.' 'Do you lay claim to no epithet of any sort?' 'We are a church, if you like. There!' 'Who is your clergyman?' 'Nobody.' 'Where do you meet?' 'Nowhere.' 'What are your rules, then?' 'We have none.' 'What makes you a church?' 'Divine Service.' 'What do you mean by that?' 'The sort of thing you have seen to-night.' 'What is your creed?' 'Christ Jesus.' 'But what do you believe about him?' 'What we can. We count any belief in him--the smallest--better than any belief about him--the greatest--or about anything else besides. But we exclude no one.' 'How do you manage without?' 'By admitting no one.' 'I cannot understand you.' 'Well, then: we are an undefined company of people, who have grown into human relations with each other naturally, through one attractive force--love for human beings, regarding them as human beings only in virtue of the divine in them.' 'But you must have some rules,' I insisted. 'None whatever. They would cause us only trouble. We have nothing to take us from our work. Those that are most in earnest, draw most together; those that are on the outskirts have only to do nothing, and they are free of us. But we do sometimes ask people to help us--not with money.' 'But who are the we?' 'Why
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