Dreamer as he was by temperament, Finlay held to the wisdom of informing great public questions with the religious idea, vigorously disclaimed that it was anywhere inadmissible.
"You'll have to settle with the Doctor, Mr Finlay," Lorne warned him gaily, "if you talk politics in Knox Church.

He thinks he never does." "Do you think," said Finlay, "that he would object to--to one's going as far afield as I did tonight ?" "He oughtn't to," said Lorne.

"You should have heard him when old Sir John Macdonald gerrymandered the electoral districts and gave votes to the Moneida Indians.

The way he put it, the Tories in the congregation couldn't say a word, but it was a treat for his fellow Grits." Finlay smiled gravely.

"Political convictions are a man's birthright," he said.