Advised us to 'try it on' there, and look out for letters in the _Merchester Observer_.

He even threatened--if you'll believe me--to write to the Press himself.

In short, he was beyond all self-control." "I was afraid," murmured the Master, flushing a little in his distress, "you would not introduce this--er--primitive use--or, I should say, restore it--without trouble.

Brother Warboise has strong Protestant prejudices; passionate, even." "And ignorant." "Oh, of course, of course! Still--" "I suggest that, living as he does on the Church's benefaction, eating the bread of her charity--" The Chaplain paused, casting about for a third phrase to express Brother Warboise's poor dependence.
The Master smiled whimsically.
"'The bread'-- that's just it, he would tell you.

.