“Think of that, now!” interrupted Mrs. Callender.
“'——and no doubt the whole community will agree to hope that Father Storm will recover from the irritation natural to his eviction——'”
“Aye, we can all get over another body's disappointment, laddie.”
“'But there is a danger that in this instance the altruism of the time may develop a sentimentality not entirely good for public morals——'”
“When the ox is down there are lots of butchers, ye ken!”
“'With the uses to which the fabric is to be converted, it is no part of our purpose to deal, further than to warn the public not to lend an ear to the all too prurient purity of the amateur moralist; but considering the character of the work now carried on in Soho, no doubt with the best intentions——'”
“Aye, aye, it's easy to steal the goose and give the giblets in alms.”
“'——it behooves us to consider if the community is not to be congratulated on its speedy and effectual ending. Father Storm is a young man of some talents and social position, but without any special experience or knowledge of the world—in fact a weak, oversanguine, and rather foolish fanatic——'”
“Oh, aye, he's down; down with him!”
“'——and therefore it is monstrous that he should be allowed to subvert the order of social life or disturb the broad grounds of the reasonable and the practical——'”