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I vote for the truce, my lord; and when the time comes, shall vote for extending it." "You have so odd a way of putting it, Brother--er--Copas," his lordship mildly expostulated, "that I hardly recognise as mine the suggestion you are good enough to commend." Brother Copas's eye twinkled.
"Ah, my lord! It has been the misfortune of my life to follow Socrates humbly as a midwife of men's ideas, and be accused of handing them back as changelings." "You consent to the truce, at any rate ?" "No, no!" muttered old Warboise.
Copas turned a deaf ear.
"I vote for the truce," he said firmly, "provided the one condition be understood.

It is the _status quo ante_ so far as concerns us Protestants, and covers the whole field.

For example, at the Sacrament we receive the elements in the form which life-long use has consecrated for us, allowing the wafer to be given to those Brethren who prefer it.

Will the Master consent to this ?" Master Blanchminster was about to answer, but first (it was somewhat pitiful to see) turned to Mr.Colt.