No sooner was he seated in the bright, warm little room, and had listened to Mr.
Holbrook's earnest prayer, that every Christian there might do something for Christ that night, than the struggle began: what ought he to do for Christ?
People all around him were, one after another, offering prayer or saying a few words.

Ought he to?
Could he?
Oh, he couldn't! Who would want to listen to him?
It wouldn't do any good.

There was Mr.Burrows right in front of him; he would be ashamed of him, perhaps.

Yes, but then, ought he not to own his Saviour?
Mr.Holbrook had spoken of the verse, "Whosoever will deny me before men," and had made the meaning very plain.

Mr.Minturn had just prayed that no one there might be ashamed of Christ.