Chapters (40)
- THE INSIDE OF THE CUP
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- Contents
- VOLUME 1
- Chapter I - The Waring Problems
- Chapter II - Mr. Langmaid's Mission
- Chapter III - The Primrose Path
- Chapter IV - Some Riddles of the Twentieth Century
- VOLUME 2
- Chapter V - The Rector Has More Food for Thought
- Chapter VI - "Watchman, What of the Night?"
- Chapter VII - The Kingdoms of the World
- Chapter VIII - The Line of Least Resistance
- VOLUME 3
- Chapter IX - The Divine Discontent
- Chapter X - The Messenger in the Church
- Chapter XI - The Lost Parishioner
- Chapter XII - The Woman of the Song
- VOLUME 4
- Chapter XIII - Winterbourne
- Chapter XIV - A Saturday Afternoon
- Chapter XV - The Crucible
- Chapter XVI - Amid the Encircling Gloom
- VOLUME 5
- Chapter XVII - Reconstruction
- Chapter XVIII - The Riddle of Causation
- Chapter XIX - Mr. Goodrich Becomes a Partisan
- VOLUME 6
- Chapter XX - The Arraignment
- Chapter XXI - Alison Goes to Church
- Chapter XXII - "Which Say to the Seers, See Not"
- VOLUME 7
- Chapter XXIII - The Choice
- Chapter XXIV - The Vestry Meets
- Chapter XXV - "Rise, Crowned with Light!"
- Chapter XXVI - The Current of Life
- VOLUME 8
- Chapter XXVII - Retribution
- Chapter XXVIII - Light
- Afterword
"I thought I'd drop in a moment on my way up town—" he began. And the note of uncertainty in his voice, too, was new. Hodder drew towards the fire the big chair in which it had been Langmaid's wont to sit, and perhaps it was the sight of this operation that loosed the lawyer's tongue.
"Confound it, Hodder!" he exclaimed, "I like you—I always have liked you. And you've got a hundred times the ability of the average clergyman. Why in the world did you have to go and make all this trouble?"
By so characteristic a remark Hodder was both amused and moved. It revealed so perfectly the point of view and predicament of the lawyer, and it was also an expression of an affection which the rector cordially, returned.... Before answering, he placed his visitor in the chair, and the deliberation of the act was a revelation of the unconscious poise of the clergyman. The spectacle of this self-command on the brink of such a crucial event as the vestry meeting had taken Langmaid aback more than he cared to show. He had lost the old sense of comradeship, of easy equality; and he had the odd feeling of dealing with a new man, at once familiar and unfamiliar, who had somehow lifted himself out of the everyday element in which they heretofore had met. The clergyman had contrived to step out of his, Langmaid's, experience: had actually set him—who all his life had known no difficulty in dealing with men—to groping for a medium of communication....
Hodder sat down on the other side of the fireplace. He, too, seemed to be striving for a common footing.
"It was a question of proclaiming the truth when at last I came to see it, Langmaid. I could not help doing what I did. Matters of policy, of a false consideration for individuals could not enter into it. If this were not so, I should gladly admit that you had a just grievance, a peculiar right to demand why I had not remained the strictly orthodox person whom you induced to come here. You had every reason to congratulate yourself that you were getting what you doubtless would call a safe man."
"I'll admit I had a twinge of uneasiness after I came home," Langmaid confessed.
Hodder smiled at his frankness.
"But that disappeared."
"Yes, it disappeared. You seemed to suit 'em so perfectly. I'll own up, Hodder, that I was a little hurt that you did not come and talk to me just before you took the extraordinary—before you changed your opinions."