In the third, you could hardly be so cowardly
as to run away from the temptation that is to prove whether you were
really born to be a priest."
"That was decided when I entered the Clergy House."
"Nonsense; nothing of the sort, my dear boy. The only thing that was
decided then was that you thought you were. Wait and see our ethical
and religious raree-shows. We had the Persian to-day; to-morrow I'm to
take you to a spiritualist sitting at Mrs. Rangely's. She hates to
have me come, so I mustn't miss that. Then there are the mind-cure,
Theosophy, and a dozen other things; not to mention the semi-
irreligions, like Nationalism. You will be as the gods, knowing good
and evil, by the time we are half way round the circle,--though it is
perhaps somewhat doubtful if you know them apart."
She spoke in her light, railing way, as if the matter were one of the
smallest possible consequence, and yet Wynne grew every moment more and
more uncomfortable. He had never seen his cousin in just this mood, and
could not tell whether she were mocking him or warning him. He seized
upon the first pretext which presented itself to his mind, and
endeavored to change the subject.
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