"Yes, it's rather awful when you come to think of it."
"It would be if you did not feel sure that the hosts of God, that God Himself is behind you."
"Uncle Tom, I want to grow into just such a man as you."
"Ah no," said Tom quickly. "There is but one model for us all to copy, the man Christ Jesus."
Jack's heart was too full to answer.
"I do wish father could have got here in time," he said, wistfully.
"Aunt Betty thinks he will appear some time to-morrow, but she does not think it possible that he can arrive in time for the service."
"I heartily wish he could for all our sakes. Aunt Betty is almost as keen as you, for she longs to get a glimpse of him before I carry her off. We leave for Launceston in the afternoon."
"It would be just beastly if I did not know that I shall see you both in England in a few months' time; but now I shall have father, and going about with him all the time, I shan't be able to miss anyone very much. I wish girls didn't cry. Whenever I talk of going to England, Eva cries or blows her nose to prevent it! Men aren't made like that, are they? It would be horrid if they were! I always tell her to dry up, and perhaps some day, when I'm a man, I'll come out and marry her."
Tom laughed out loud; it was rather refreshing to find that the boy at his side, so manly in some ways, was still at heart as innocent as a child.