CHAPTER III.
"I have come to see you about your sermon of yesterday morning," began Mr.Winter, abruptly.

"I consider what you said was a direct insult to me personally." "Suppose I should say it was not so intended," replied Philip, with a good-natured smile.
"Then I should say you lied!" replied Mr.Winter, sharply.
Philip sat very still.

And the two men eyed each other in silence for a moment.

The minister reached out his hand, and laid it on the other's arm, saying as he did so, "My brother, you certainly did not come into my house to accuse me unjustly of wronging you?
I am willing to talk the matter over in a friendly spirit, but I will not listen to personal abuse." There was something in the tone and manner of this declaration that subdued the mill-owner a little.

He was an older man than Philip by twenty years, but a man of quick and ungoverned temper.