Lord Christ! not alone from the pains of
hell, or of conscience--not alone from the outer darkness of self
and all that is mean and poor and low, do we fly to thee; but from
the anger that arises within us at the wretched words spoken in thy
name, at the degradation of thee and of thy Father in the mouths of
those that claim especially to have found thee, do we seek thy feet.
Pray thou for them also, for they know not what they do.
CHAPTER XIV.
MARY ST. JOHN.
After this, day followed day in calm, dull progress. Robert did not
care for the games through which his school-fellows forgot the
little they had to forget, and had therefore few in any sense his
companions. So he passed his time out of school in the society of
his grandmother and Shargar, except that spent in the garret, and
the few hours a week occupied by the lessons of the shoemaker. For
he went on, though half-heartedly, with those lessons, given now
upon Sandy's redeemed violin which he called his old wife, and made
a little progress even, as we sometimes do when we least think it.
He took more and more to brooding in the garret; and as more
questions presented themselves for solution, he became more anxious
to arrive at the solution, and more uneasy as he failed in
satisfying himself that he had arrived at it; so that his brain,
which needed quiet for the true formation of its substance, as a
cooling liquefaction or an evaporating solution for the just
formation of its crystals, became in danger of settling into an
abnormal arrangement of the cellular deposits.
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