I was trying to think it out in a human sort of way.

I suppose I wanted a sign from Heaven--wanted too much, no doubt." The tailor's lips twitched, and his hand convulsively clutched the shears at his side.
"It is no matter now," he answered shortly.

"I have had signs from Heaven; perhaps you will have one too!" "It would be worth while," rejoined Charley musingly.

Charley wondered bitterly if he had made an irreparable error in saying those ill-chosen words.

This might mean a breach between them, and so make his position in the parish untenable.