Project Gutenberg Complete Works of Winston Churchill eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 6,366 pages of information about Project Gutenberg Complete Works of Winston Churchill.

Project Gutenberg Complete Works of Winston Churchill eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 6,366 pages of information about Project Gutenberg Complete Works of Winston Churchill.

“All Christian work is social, Mrs. Constable, but it is founded on love.  ‘Thou shaft love thy neighbour as thyself.’  You hold your own soul precious, since it is the shrine of God.  And for that reason you hold equally precious your neighbour’s soul.  Love comes first, as revelation, as imparted knowledge, as the divine gist of autonomy—­self-government.  And then one cannot help working, socially, at the task for which we are made by nature most efficient.  And in order to discover what that task is, we must wait.”

“Why did not some one tell me this, when I was young?” she asked—­not speaking to him.  “It seems so simple.”

“It is simple.  The difficult thing is to put it into practice—­the most difficult thing in the world.  Both courage and faith are required, faith that is content to trust as to the nature of the reward.  It is the wisdom of foolishness.  Have you the courage?”

She pressed her hands together.

“Alone—­perhaps I should have.  I don’t know.  But my husband!  I was able to influence him to his destruction, and now I am powerless.  Darkness has closed around me.  He would not—­he will not listen to me.”

“You have tried?”

“I have attempted to talk to him, but the whole of my life contradicts my words.  He cannot see me except as, the woman who drove him into making money.  Sometimes I think he hates me.”

Hodder recalled, as his eyes rested on her compassionately, the sufferings of that other woman in Dalton Street.

“Would you have me desert him—­after all these years?” she whispered.  “I often think he would be happier, even now.”

“I would have you do nothing save that which God himself will reveal to you.  Go home, go into the church and pray—­pray for knowledge.  I think you will find that you are held responsible for your husband.  Pray that that which you have broken, you may mend again.”

“Do you think there is a chance?”

Hodder made a gesture.

“God alone can judge as to the extent of his punishments.”

She got to her feet, wearily.

“I feel no hope—­I feel no courage, but—­I will try.  I see what you mean—­that my punishment is my powerlessness.”

He bent his head.

“You are so strong—­perhaps you can help me.”

“I shall always be ready,” he replied.

He escorted her down the steps to the dark blue brougham with upstanding, chestnut horses which was waiting at the curb.  But Mrs. Constable turned to the footman, who held open the door.

“You may stay here awhile,” she said to him, and gave Hodder her hand....

She went into the church . . . .

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