"If any man serve me, let him follow me; and where I am, there shall also my servants be: if any man serve me, him will my Father honour."
Mr. Rhys went on—"Feed the flock of God which is among you, taking the oversight thereof, not by constraint, but willingly; not for filthy lucre, but of a ready mind; neither as being lords over God's heritage, but being ensamples to the flock. And when the chief Shepherd shall appear, ye shall receive a crown of glory that fadeth not away."
They knelt together again, and then separated; and the tropical moon lighted home the two who did not belong to Mrs. Balliol's household.
THE END.
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