Mrs Farquharson had less
comment to offer during the drive home than Hesketh
thought might be expected from a woman of her intelligence,
but Miss Milburn was very enthusiastic. She said he had
made a lovely speech, and she wished her father could
have heard it.
A personal impression, during a time of political
excitement, travels unexpectedly far. A week later Mr
Hesketh was concernedly accosted in Main Street by a boy
on a bicycle.
"Say, mister, how's the dook?"
"What duke?" asked Hesketh, puzzled.
"Oh, any dook," responded the boy, and bicycled cheerfully,
away.
CHAPTER XXVI
Christmas came and went. Dr Drummond had long accepted
the innovation of a service on Christmas Day, as he agreed
to the anthem while the collection was being taken up,
to flowers about the pulpit, and to the habit of sitting
at prayer. He was a progressive by his business instinct,
in everything but theology, where perhaps his business
instinct also operated the other way, in favour of the
sure thing. The Christmas Day service soon became one of
those "special" occasions so dear to his heart, which
made a demand upon him out of the ordinary way. He rose
to these on the wing of the eagle, and his congregation
never lacked the lesson that could be most dramatically
drawn from them.
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