Vince. "You have seen a
new light--you wish to live a new life. Stay here and live it in
Lockmanville--there is no place in the world where it could be more
needed."
All this while the little girl had been sitting in silence drinking in
the conversation. Now suddenly she rose and came to Samuel, putting
her hand in his. "Please stay," she said.
And Samuel answered, "Very well--I'll stay."
So then they fell to discussing his future, and what Dr. Vince was
going to do for him. The good doctor was inwardly more perplexed about
it than he cared to let Samuel know.
"I'll ask Mr. Wygant," he said--"perhaps he can find you a place in
one of his factories."
"Mr. Wygant?" echoed Samuel. "You mean Miss Gladys's father?"
"Yes," said the doctor. "Do you know Miss Gladys?"
"I have met her two or three times," said the boy.
"They are parishioners of mine," remarked the other.
And Samuel gave a start. "Why!" he exclaimed. "Then you--you must be
the rector of St. Matthew's."
"Yes," was the reply. "Didn't you know that?"
The boy was a little awed. He had seen the great brownstone temple
upon the hill--a structure far more splendid than anything he had ever
dreamed of.
"Have you never attended?" asked the doctor.
"I went to the mission once," said Samuel--referring to the little
chapel in the poor quarters of the town. "A friend of mine goes there-
-Sophie Stedman.
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