as for duty, I think that each man best knows his own."
"Then you are n't going to do it?"
"No," the young man burst forth. "I am a preacher of the gospel, not a clerical gossip?"
"Do you mean that I am a gossip?"
"I was not thinking of you."
"Let me preach for you, Sunday."
"I will not do that either. I will not let my pulpit be debased by anything which I consider so low as this business."
"You will not take advice, then?"
"Not such as that."
"Be careful, Frederick Brent. I gave you that pulpit, and I can take it away, I that know who you are and what you come from."
"The whole town knows what you know, so I do not care for that. As for taking my pulpit from me, you may do that when you please. You put it upon me by force, and by force you may take it; but while I am pastor there I shall use my discretion in all matters of this kind."
"Sophy's been mighty quiet in her devilment. She does n't accuse anybody. Maybe you 've got more than one reason for shielding her."
