Excerpt: ...she, on her side, would perhaps have given the world to share the struggle from which he debarred her. Nevertheless, for both, it was an hour of happiness and hope. CHAPTER XIII "So I see your name this morning, Stephen, on their list." Henry Barron held up a page of the Times and pointed to its first column. "I sent it in some time ago." "And pray what does your parish think of it?" "They won't support me." "Thank God!" Barron rose majestically to his feet, and from the rug surveyed his thin, fair-haired son. ...
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Excerpt: ...she, on her side, would perhaps have given the world to share the struggle from which he debarred her. Nevertheless, for both, it was an hour of happiness and hope. CHAPTER XIII "So I see your name this morning, Stephen, on their list." Henry Barron held up a page of the Times and pointed to its first column. "I sent it in some time ago." "And pray what does your parish think of it?" "They won't support me." "Thank God!" Barron rose majestically to his feet, and from the rug surveyed his thin, fair-haired son. Stephen had just ridden over from his own tiny vicarage, twelve miles away, to settle some business connected with a family legacy with his father. Since the outbreak of the Reform Movement there had been frequent disputes between the father and son, if aggressive attack on the one side and silent endurance on the other make a dispute. Barron scorned his eldest son, as a faddist and a dreamer; while Stephen could never remember the time when his father had not seemed to him the living embodiment of prejudice, obstinacy, and caprice. He had always reckoned it indeed the crowning proof of Meynell's unworldly optimism that, at the moment of his father's accession to the White House estate, there should have been a passing friendship between him and the Rector. Yet whenever thoughts of this kind presented themselves explicitly to Stephen he tried to suppress them. His life, often, was a constant struggle between a genuine and irrepressible dislike of his father and a sore sense that no Christian priest could permit himself such a feeling. He made no reply to his father's interjection. But Barron knew very well that his son's self-control was no indication of lack of will; quite the contrary; and the father was conscious of a growing exasperation as he watched the patient compression of the young mouth. He wanted somehow to convict and crush Stephen; and he believed that he held the means thereto in his hand. He had not been sure before Stephen...
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