“Nothing, your reverence,” bawled Robinson. “Why did you go into such a cur—into such a hole?”
“It was my duty to know what a fellow-creature suffers there, lest, through inexperience, I might be cruel. Ignorance is the mother of cruelty!”
“I hear you, sir.
“And cruelty is a fearful crime in His eyes, whose servant I am.”
“I am thinking, sir; I am putting two or three things together—I see—”
“Speak more slowly and articulately.”
“I will; I see what you are now—you are a Christian.”
“I hope so!”
“I might have guessed as much, and I did suspect it; but I couldn't know, I had nothing to go by. I never fell in with a Christian before.”
“Where did you go to look for them?” asked Mr. Eden, his mouth twitching.