I have known him discourse for four hours at a time--all men hanging on his words as if they were those of God Himself, and only poor little me well nigh dead from weariness and hunger" "I marvel not at that," answered Cuthbert.

"Four hours would tax the patience of the most ardent disciple." "Nay, but thou little knowest.

There be those amongst my father's sect who call it all too short, who would listen, I verily believe, till they dropped from their benches with starvation.

But however that may be, this Master Harlow is one of the hunted martyrs of the cause, and he is not allowed to exercise his gifts save by stealth; and the preaching, of which thou hast heard these many whispers, is to be held by night, and in some obscure cellar underground, where they who go will be safe from all molestation from spies and foes." "Ah!" said Cuthbert, looking quickly at her, "and thou thinkest that this will be our chance ?" "Let them but once start forth without us and all will be well," answered Cherry quickly.

"The only trouble will be that Aunt Susan loves to drag me whither she knows I love not to go, and father thinks that these wearisome discourses are for the saving of souls.
He will wish to take the twain of us.