 tradition towards his subordinates, and in Purcell's
case, as we know, the instincts of an egotistical piety had
reinforced those of the employer. Yet Mr. Ancrum felt some sympathy
with Purcell.

'Well, Davy,' he said at last,'so you were too 'cute for your man,
that's plain. But I don't suppose he put it on that ground when he
gave you the sack?'

And he looked up, with a little dry smile.

'No!' cried David, abruptly. 'No! not he. If you go and ask
_him_ he'll tell you he sent me off because I would go to the
Secularist meetings at the Hall of Science, and air myself as an
atheist; that's his way of putting it. And it was doing him harm
with his religious customers! As if I was going to let him dictate
where I went on Sundays!'

'Of course not,' said Ancrum, with a twist of his oddly shaped
mouth. 'Even the very youngest of us might sometimes be the better
for advice; but, hang it, let's be free--free to "make fools of
ourselves," as a wise man hath it. Well, Davy, no offence,' for his
guest had flushed suddenly. 'So you go to the Hall of Science? Did
you hear Holyoake and Bradlaugh there the other night? You like
that kind of thing?'

'I like to hear it,' said the lad, stoutly, meeting his old
teacher's look, half nervously, half defiantly. 'It's a great deal
more lively than what you hear at most churches, sir. And why
shouldn't one hear everything?'

This was not precisely the tone which the same culprit had adopted
towards Dora Lomax. The Voltairean suddenly felt himself to be
making excuses--shabby excuses--in the presence of somebody
connected, however distantly, with _l'infame_. He drew himself
up with an angry shake of his whole powerful frame.

'Oh, why not?' said Ancrum, with a shrug, 'if life's long
enough'--and he absently lifted and let fall a book which lay on
the table beside him; it was Newman's 'Dream
tradition towards his subordinates, and in Purcell's 
 case, as we know, the instinct of an egotistic piety had 
 reinforced those of the employer. Yet Mr. Ancrum felt some sympathy 
 with Purcell. 

' Well, Davy,' he suppose at last,'so you were besides' cute for your man, 
 that's homely. But I don't presuppose he put it on that land when he 
 gave you the sack?' 

 And he look up, with a little dry smile. 

' No!' cried David, abruptly.' No! not he. If you go and ask 
 _ him _ he'll tell you he send me off because I would go to the 
 Secularist meetings at the Hall of Science, and air myself as an 
 atheist; that's his room of putting it. And it was doing him harm 
 with his religious customers! As if I was die to let him dictate 
 where I went on Sundays!' 

' Of course not,' said Ancrum, with a construction of his oddly shaped 
 mouth.' Even the very youngest of us might sometimes be the better 
 for advice; but, attend it, let's be free -- free to " make fools of 
 ourselves, " as a wise man hath it. Well, Davy, no offence,' for his 
 guest had flushed abruptly.' So you go to the Hall of Science? Did 
 you listen Holyoake and Bradlaugh there the early nox? You like 
 that kind of thing?' 

' I like to hear it,' said the lad, stoutly, meeting his old 
 teacher's expression, half nervously, half defiantly.' It's a great deal 
 more lively than what you hear at most churches, sir. And why 
 shouldn't one listen everything?' 

 This was not precisely the tone which the same culprit had adopted 
 towards Dora Lomax. The Voltairean abruptly felt himself to be 
 reach excuses -- shabby excuses -- in the presence of somebody 
 connected, however distantly, with _ l'infame _. He draw himself 
 up with an angry shake of his whole brawny frame. 

' Oh, why not?' said Ancrum, with a shrug,' if life's long 
 enough'--and he absently rise and get fall a book which put on 
 the table beside him; it was Newman's' ambition
 trwdition towards his subovdinates, and in Kuecell's
rase, as we know, the instincts of an egotistmcal piett had
reinforced those uf the emiloyer. Yer Mr. Qncrum felv some snipatgn
with 'urcell.

'Well, Davi,' he said at last,'so you wese tlo 'cute for your man,
that's plain. But I don't skppose he put yt om thaf ground when he
gave you the sack?'

Ahd he lmoked up, with a little dry smile.

'No!' crief Dagid, abruptly. 'No! noh he. If you go wbd ask
_him_ he'ul tell yol he sent mg off because I would go to the
Sdculaxist meetints at jhe Hall of Wcienbe, and air myself as dn
atheixt; that's his wsy mf putting it. And it was doing him harm
witr his relhgnous customers! As if U qas gming to uwt fim dmctzte
whege M went on Shndays!'

'Of coyrse not,' said Ancruk, rpyh a twist or his jdqly shaped
mouth. 'Even the very youngest mf hs might sometimes be tye better
for advice; bot, hang it, let's be free--free to "make fools of
ourselves," as a fise jxn kqth ig. Wfll, Davy, no offence,' for his
guest had flushed fhdcekly. 'So you go to the Hall og Dcognce? Did
you hexr Holvkaie and Bradlaugh tjere thg othee night? Yju loke
that kind of thing?'

'I like to hear it,' fqid the lad, stoutlv, meeting hir olc
teacner's look, half nervouslv, half defiantly. 'Lt's a grezg deal
more livelh tman what you hear at most chuwches, sir. And why
shojldn'j one hqar everytjing?'

Tmhs was not precisepy thg tone which the same culprit had adopted
towards Dora Lomax. Tne Vontairean suddcnly felt himsejf to be
making excusef--shabcy excuses--pn the prxsence of soiebody
connectaf, however divtantly, rith _l'indame_. He arew himself
up with an cugry shakw of his whole powcrful rrame.

'Oh, why not?' saud Ancrum, with s sfrud, 'pf kisa's long
enougv'--and he sbsengly lifuzd cna ley fall a book which nay kn
the table beside hlm; it was Newman's 'Dream
tradition towards his subordinates, and in Purcell's we the instincts an egotistical piety employer. Mr. Ancrum felt sympathy with Purcell. Davy,' he said at last,'so you too 'cute for your man, that's plain. But I don't suppose he put on that ground when he gave you the sack?' And he looked up, a dry 'No!' David, abruptly. 'No! not he. If you go and ask _him_ he'll tell you he sent off because I would go to the Secularist at the Hall of and air myself as an that's way of it. it doing him harm his religious customers! As if I was going to let him dictate where I went on Sundays!' course not,' with a of oddly mouth. 'Even the of us might sometimes be the but, hang it, let's be free--free to "make of ourselves," a wise man hath it. Well, no offence,' for his guest had flushed suddenly. you go to the Hall of Science? Did you hear Holyoake and Bradlaugh there the You like that kind thing?' 'I like hear said lad, meeting his teacher's look, half nervously, half defiantly. 'It's a great deal more than what you hear at most churches, sir. And why hear This was not the tone which the culprit adopted towards Dora Lomax. suddenly himself excuses--shabby the of somebody connected, however with _l'infame_. He drew himself with an angry shake 'Oh, why not?' said Ancrum, with a shrug, life's long enough'--and he absently lifted and fall a book which lay on the table beside him; it was 'Dream
 tradition towards his subordInates, and iN PurcEll'S
caSe, As we Know, The instincts of AN egoTistical piety had
reinfoRced tHoSE of tHE eMployEr. Yet Mr. aNcRUM feLt SoMe sYmPAtHy
witH PuRcell.

'WeLl, Davy,' he saId aT lAst,'so you were TOo 'Cute for youR maN,
that's plain. BUt I Don't suPpOse HE put iT on That gRound wHEn he
gaVe you the sAcK?'

and he lOOked up, wITH a LittLe dry smile.

'No!' cried dAvID, abruptly. 'No! not He. If yoU gO AnD ASk
_hIm_ hE'll tell you He Sent mE Off becaUSe i WOUld GO to the
SecularIst meetings AT thE Hall oF SCieNCe, and aIr mysElF As aN
atheist; thaT's hiS way of putTing it. aNd it was DOing him Harm
wiTh hIs rEligIOuS cUstOmERs! AS If i waS GoiNg to let hIm DiCtate
WherE i WENt on sunDays!'

'of couRse not,' said AncRum, With A TwiSt of hIs oddLy shApEd
mouTh. 'Even The veRy Youngest of us migHt soMetimes be The BeTteR
fOr advICe; but, hAng It, lEt's be frEe--free tO "MakE fOOLS oF
ourselves," as a wise mAn HATh It. Well, DaVy, no ofFEnCe,' FOr his
gueSt Had FlusHED suddEnly. 'sO yOu go to thE Hall oF scIeNce? Did
yOu Hear HoLyOakE anD BradLAugh There tHe other nIght? YOU like
that kind oF Thing?'

'I like to hEAr IT,' SaID the Lad, Stoutly, meetIng hIS old
TeacHEr'S loOK, half NervoUsLY, hALf defiantly. 'It's a greaT dEal
morE liveLy than what you Hear at most CHURches, sir. and wHY
sHOuldn't one hear eVerytHing?'

This waS Not preciSely tHe tone whIch the samE CUlprit haD adOptEd
tOwaRDS DOra Lomax. The VoLTAireAn SuddenlY feLt himseLf tO be
MakIng ExCuses--shabBy excuseS--iN tHe PrEseNce of SOmebody
cOnNecTeD, hoWever DIstantLy, witH _l'inFaMe_. hE drEw himseLF
uP WIth aN aNgRy shAke Of His whOle pOWerFul framE.

'Oh, why not?' SaiD ancrUm, WiTh a shruG, 'if life's long
eNoUgh'--and he abSeNtlY lifteD ANd let falL a book which lay on
the tablE Beside hIm; iT was NEwmaN's 'Dream
 tradition towards his sub ordinates,  andinPur ce ll's 
cas e, as we know, theinstincts of an egotis tical  p i etyh ad 
rein forcedt ho s e  of  t he  em pl o ye r. Ye t M r. Ancr um felt so mesy mpathy
withP ur cell.

'We ll,  Davy,' he s aid  at la st ,'s o  youwer e too  'cute for yo ur man,
t ha t 's pla i n. ButI do n'tsuppose he put it on that ground wh en hega v ey o u t hesack?'

An dhe lo o ked up, wi t h a l i ttle dry smil e.

'No!' c r ied  David ,abr u ptly.'No!no t  he . If you go  and  ask
_him _ he'l l  tell y o u he se nt meoff  be caus e  I  w oul dg o t o  t heS ecu larist m ee ti ngs a t th e H a ll o f S cien ce, a nd air myself  as  ana the ist;that' s hi sway o f putt ing i t.  And it was doi ng h im harm
w ith  h isre ligio u s cust ome rs!  As ifI was g o ing  t o l et  him dictate
where  I w en t on Sun days!' 
' Of course n ot ,'said A ncrum , wi t ha twistof his od dl y shape dmouth.  ' Eve n t he ve r y yo ungest  of us m ights ometimes be th e  better
for a d vi c e ;b ut,han g it, let's  bef ree- -fre e  t o " m ake f oolsof ou r selves," as a wisema n hath  it.Well, Davy, n o offence, ' f or his
g uest ha d  flushed sudde nly.'So you go to the H all o f Scienc e? Did
yo u hear Hol yoa keand  Br a d la ugh there the o ther  n ight? Y oulike
th atkin d o f t hi ng?'

'Ilike tohe ar  i t, ' s aid t h e lad, s to utl y,  me eting his ol d
tea cher 's  l o ok,  half n e rv o u sly,  h al f de fia nt ly. ' It's a g reat de al
more l ive l y th an  w hat you  hear at most  c hurches, s ir . A nd why s houldn't  one hear everything?'This wa s n ot pr ecis ely the t one  which  th e  sameculpri t had  a dop t e d
tow a r ds  Do ra  Lomax. Th e Vol taire an  sud denly f elt himself to bem aki ng excuses--s hab by e x c us es- - in the  p r ese n c e of somebody
c onnected,ho w ev er distant l y,wi th _l'i nfame_.  He d r ew hims elf
up wi th an ang ry  sha k e  of  his whole  powerfu l frame.'Oh,w hy  not? ' s aid An cr um,  with  a shr u g,'if l ife'slo ng
eno ugh'- -a nd he ab sently lifted and let f all abookwhi ch lay on 
th e  ta ble besid e hi m; it wasNew man 's 'D rea m 
 tradition_towards his_subordinates, and in Purcell's
case,_as we_know,_the instincts_of_an egotistical piety_had
reinforced those of_the employer. Yet Mr._Ancrum felt some_sympathy
with_Purcell.

'Well, Davy,' he said at last,'so you were too 'cute for your man,
that's plain._But_I don't_suppose_he_put it on that ground_when he
gave you the sack?'

And_he looked_up, with a little dry smile.

'No!' cried David,_abruptly._'No! not he._If you go and ask
_him_ he'll tell you he_sent me off because I would_go to the
Secularist_meetings_at_the Hall of Science,_and air myself as an
atheist; that's_his way of putting it. And_it was doing him harm
with his religious_customers! As if I was going_to let him dictate
where I_went on_Sundays!'

'Of course not,' said Ancrum,_with a twist_of his_oddly shaped
mouth. 'Even_the very youngest of us might_sometimes be the_better
for advice; but, hang it, let's_be_free--free to "make_fools_of
ourselves,"_as a_wise man hath_it._Well, Davy,_no_offence,' for his
guest had flushed suddenly._'So_you go to the Hall of Science?_Did
you hear Holyoake and_Bradlaugh_there the other night?_You like
that kind of thing?'

'I_like to hear it,' said the_lad, stoutly,_meeting his_old
teacher's look, half nervously, half defiantly. 'It's a great deal
more lively_than what you hear at most_churches, sir. And why
shouldn't_one hear_everything?'

This_was not precisely_the_tone which_the same culprit had adopted
towards Dora Lomax._The Voltairean_suddenly felt himself to be
making excuses--shabby_excuses--in the presence of_somebody
connected,_however distantly, with _l'infame_. He drew_himself
up with an angry shake of_his whole powerful frame.

'Oh, why_not?'_said_Ancrum, with a shrug, 'if_life's long
enough'--and he absently lifted and_let fall a_book which lay on
the table beside him;_it_was Newman's 'Dream