“Not for the world,” answered the vicar: “the present opportunity is propitious. I was aware of Captain Maynard’s serious illness; indeed, I am most desirous to speak to him on the subject of his soul’s welfare. From what his medical attendant tells me, I fear that his days are numbered; and you will pardon me when I say it, I grieve to hear that he has been sadly neglectful of his religious duties.”
“I hope you are mistaken,” answered Miss Pemberton, somewhat astonished at the remark; “though I have not resided long with him, I have always understood that he was specially attentive to them.”
“Not to some of the most important,” said Mr Lerew: “he has not once been to the celebration of the Holy Eucharist since I became vicar of the parish, nor has he attended matin-song or even-song, which I have performed daily; and I regret to observe that neither you nor your niece have been present.”
“My brother-in-law has not been in the habit of attending any but Sunday services, nor have I, I confess,” said Miss Pemberton; “but I shall be very happy, if he gets better, to drive over with my niece, should you think it right.”
“Right!” exclaimed Mr Lerew in a tone of amazement; “I consider it a great sin to neglect such means of grace, and by neglecting them you encourage others to do so likewise; whereas if people of position set a good example, it will be followed by their inferiors. But, my dear lady, I fear that I have said what may sound harsh in your ears. One of my great objects to-day is to see your brother-in-law alone, and I must ask you to enable me to do so while Mrs Lerew is paying her respects to your niece.”
Miss Pemberton, seeing no objection to this, undertook to send Clara down, and to beg Captain Maynard to receive the vicar. She went upstairs for this purpose. Of course the sick man could not decline the vicar’s visit, and Clara having very unwillingly left her father, Mr Lerew was ushered into his room. The new vicar spoke softly and gently, and expressed his sorrow to hear of the captain’s serious illness. He then went on to speak of the importance of being prepared for death.
“I would urge you, therefore, my dear sir, to confess your sins to me, that I may absolve you from them, as I have authority from my office.”
“Yes, sir, I have many sins to confess, and I have already with hearty repentance done so to my God,” answered the captain, sitting up in bed. “I am very sure, too, that they are all washed away in the blood of Jesus Christ.”
The vicar gave a suppressed hem. He at once saw that he must drop the point of confession. “Then, my dear sir,” he added, “I should have no hesitation in administering to you the Holy Eucharist, which, knowing your dangerous state, I reserved for you on Sunday last, and have now brought in my pocket.”
“I do not exactly understand you, sir,” answered the captain, wondering what his visitor could mean.