Mr. Harman gave it. Then, after a pause, he added—
"I seek you as a minister."
"And I come to you as a servant of God," replied the curate, now fixing his eyes on his companion.
Mr. Harman's gaze did not quail before that steady look. With an unutterable sadness he returned it fully. Then he said,
"I came here on Sunday."
"I saw you," answered Home.
"Ah! can it be possible that you preached to me?"
"To you, if you think so. I spoke to every sinner in the congregation."
"You spoke of a land where God is not; you described the terrible country well."
"An arid land?" answered Home.