oul into the hands of that
thing they call the Church, and let it mould me like wax--to defile
myself with all the idols and all the follies that I see there--I will
not be baptised. I will believe without it. And if He ask me at the
Day of Doom why I did not obey His command given in Galilee, I shall
say, `Lord, I could not do it without disobeying Thy first command,
given amid the thunders of Sinai.' If men drive me to do thus, it will
not be my sin, but theirs."
"Well, I don't know!" answered David, in evident perplexity. "I suppose
you _could_ be baptised, with nothing more--but I don't know any priest
that would do it."
"Would you do it?"
"Oh, I daren't!"
"David, your religion is very queer."
"What's the matter?" asked David in astonishment.
"The other day, when I told you I was in a great slough, you did not
advise me to go and ask those gaudy images to help me out of it; you
spoke of nobody but the Lord. Now that we come to talk about images,
you flounder about as if you did not know what to say."
"Well, don't you see, I know one o' them two, but I've only been told
the other."
"Oh yes, I see. You are not the first who has had one religion for
sunshiny weather, and another for rainy days; only that with you--
different from most people--you wear your best robe in the storm."
David rubbed his face upon the sleeve of his jacket, as if he wished to
rub some more discrimination into his brains.
"Nay, I don't know--I hope you've no call to say that."
"I usually say what I think. But there's no need to fret; you've time
to mend."
Both the women noticed that for a few days after that, David was very
silent and thoughtful. When the Sunday came he excused himself from
going to church, much to the surprise and perplexity of his wife. The
day after he asks for a holiday, and did not return till late at night.
As they sat round the fire on the following evening, David said
suddenly,--"I think I've found it out."
"What?" asked his mistress.
"Your puzzle--and my own too."
"Let me have the key, by all means, if you possess it."
"Well, I have been to see the hermit of Holywell. They say he is the
holiest man within reach of London, go what way you will. And he has
read me a bit out of a book that seems to settle the matter. At least I
thought so. Maybe you mightn't see it so easy."
"It takes more than fair words to convince me. However, let me hear
what it is. What was the
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