“I don't know why I'm telling you all this. I can't usually talk about it. But the sight of that congregation this morning, mixed as it was, and the way he managed to weld it together.”
“Ah, you noticed that!” she exclaimed sharply.
“Noticed it!”
“I know. It was a question of feeling it.”
There was a silence.
“Will he succeed?” she asked presently.
“Ah,” said Bedloe Hubbell, “how is it possible to predict it? The forces against him are tremendous, and it is usually the pioneer who suffers. I agree absolutely with his definition of faith, I have it. And the work he has done already can never be undone. The time is ripe, and it is something that he has men like Phil Goodrich behind him, and Mr. Waring. I'm going to enlist, and from now on I intend to get every man and woman upon whom I have any influence whatever to go to that church....” A little later Alison, marvelling, left him.
CHAPTER XXVI. THE CURRENT OF LIFE
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