human
It matters little whether the poor carnal bodies suffer from the cold. I fear, out there, souls are cold unto death, starving for spiritual life and heat. I have been telling Mr. Babbington-Cole, and I feel sure you will coincide with me, Mr. Parks, that with so many infidels and wild Indians in his land, they should have their lamps trimmed and burning.
gpt
You are always orthodox, Miss Stone, chanted Mr. Parks, meekly.
human
You look ill, Mr. Babbington-Cole; was the sea too much for you?
gpt
Yes, and now my head is in a whirl. I feel as if I am in for brain fever. Would to God I had remained in Canada,
human
Tut, tut; a night's rest will set you up, said Stone hastily.
gpt
You Canadians are pale in any case, looking as though you feed on gruel.
human
Cablegram, sir,
gpt
It's for you, Babbington-Cole,
human
From my father's medical man,
gpt
I presume we may see it.
human
ST. LAWRENCE HALL,
gpt
JOHN PEAKE, M.D.
human
Too bad, too bad; but you may yet find your father quite well,
gpt
said Miss Stone.
human
I trust your father has not been a careless liver, Mr. Charles; as a young man, I remember he was much given to the things of the world.
gpt
My father is no smooth-tongued hypocrite, but has a truer sense of religion than many representative men and women in our church of to-day,
human
You will, I am sure, be anxious to return at once, Mr. Babbington-Cole, said Mr. Parks, in measured tones.
gpt
And as the first step towards it, as it grows late, if you will arrange yourselves, I will proceed at once with the service.
human
To-night!
gpt
I think it best, Babbington-Cole, said Stone, firmly,
human
By delay, said Miss Villiers, fixing her stony eyes on him, as she motioned him to stand beside her,
gpt
True, said Cole,