Why don't they have a short simple service, now and then, that might catch the ears of the roughs and the blowens, without tiring out the poor thoughtless creatures' patience, as they do now ?' 'Because,' said Lancelot,--'because--I really don't know why .-- But I think there is a simpler plan than even a ragged service.' 'What, then, sir ?' 'Field-preaching.

If the mountain won't come to Mahomet, let Mahomet go to the mountain.' 'Right, sir; right you are.

"Go out into the highways and hedges, and compel them to come in." And why are they to speak to them only one by one?
Why not by the dozen and the hundred?
We Wesleyans know, sir,--for the matter of that, every soldier knows,--what virtue there is in getting a lot of men together; how good and evil spread like wildfire through a crowd; and one man, if you can stir him up, will become leaven to leaven the whole lump.

Oh why, sir, are they so afraid of field-preaching?
Was not their Master and mine the prince of all field-preachers?
Think, if the Apostles had waited to collect subscriptions for a church before they spoke to the poor heathens, where should we have been now ?' Lancelot could not but agree.

But at that moment a footman came up, and, with a face half laughing, half terrified, said,-- 'Tregarva, master wants you in the study.