"I reckon the Lord must have thought o' that, too.

Suppose you put me to work in the vestry?
There's only one window looks in on the vestry: you can block that up with a curtain, and there I'll be like a weevil in a biscuit." When this screen was fixed, the little Bryanite looked round and rubbed his hands.

"Now I'll tell 'ee a prabble," he said--"a prabble about this candle I'm holding.

When God Almighty said '_let there be light_,' He gave every man a candle--to some folks, same as you, long sixes perhaps and best wax; to others, a farthing dip.

But they all helps to light up; and the beauty of it is, Parson"-- he laid a hand on Mr.Raymond's cuff--"there isn't one of 'em burns a ha'porth the worse for every candle that's lit from en.
Now sit down, you and the boy, and I'll larn 'ee how to join a board.".