Part 37 (2/2)
”George,--” he said, alospel to think of violence”
”Why not?” I went on ”Andrew Clark is slowly torturing his wife to death Surely, if there ever was an occasion,--this is it! A few days' violence may save years of torture to both and, maybe, save his eternal soul besides”
He sat in silence for a while, then he startled me
”Come, boy! You have a scheive ,--but, if it appeals to ranite, or even to cause a few hours' joy to his dear, patient wife, Margaret, I'll carry it through if I can”
I unfolded what had been in my mind
”What do you think of it?” I asked
He shook his head dubiously
”It is dangerous; it is violent; it is not what a minister is expected to do to any of his flock;--and it is only a chance that it will effect its purpose”
”Where would you put hireed
He s cabin at the back of the far but an incubator It has a heavy door and only a sle him in there!”
The Rev Williaht of it
I knew then that he was not so very far away froe and experiences
”When can we start in?”
He thought a little
”The sooner the better,” he said ”Joe is busy towing boo home I am not too busy and can spare the part of three or four consecutive days for the job
”If we can only get Margaret and Rita to agree”
”I can guarantee Rita,” I said
”And I can coerce Margaret,” he put in
”We'll arrange with the women folks to-morrow so afternoon”
The minister waited and had tea with me It was late when he took his departure
Just as I was tu into bed, I remembered Mary Grant's letter I took it out of my coat pocket and opened it It was not a letter, after all; merely a note