Be not afraid, but speak." "Why, sir, he has got a dirty trick of speakin' disrespectfully of you behind your back." "Human weakness, Darby! poor profligate man! Proceed, what does he say ?" "Why, sir, if it 'ud be agreeable to you, I'd rather not be goin' over it." "We should know our friends from our enemies, O'Drive; but I forgive him, and shall earnestly pray for him this night.

What did he say ?" "Why he said, sir--verily, thin, I'm ashamed to say it." "Did he speak only of myself ?" inquired Solomon, with something like a slight, but repressed appearance of alarm.
"Oh, of nobody else, sir.

Well, then, he said, sir--but sure I'm only repatin' his wicked words--he said, sir, that if you were cut up into the size of snipe shot, there would be as much roguery in the least grain of you, as would corrupt a nation of pickpockets." "Poor man! I forgive him.

Do you not see me smile, Darby ?" "I do, indeed, sir." "Well, that is a smile of forgiveness--of pure Christian forgiveness--free from the slightest taint of human infirmity.

I am given to feel this delightful state of mind at the present moment--may He be praised!--proceed." "It is a blessed state, sir, and as you can bear it--and as I can trust you, what I could not him--I will go on:--" he said, "besides, sir, that your example had made the ould boy himself a worse boy now than he had ever been before he ever knew you I--that in temptin' you, he got new dodges of wickedness that he was never up to till he met you, and that he's now receivin' lessons from you in the shape of a convartin' parson." "Ah! well!--I see, I see--that is an unchristian allusion to my recent intercourse with the Rev.Phineas Lucre, the respected and highly connected rector of Castle Cumber, and his nephew, the Rev.Boanerges Frothwell, both of whom take a deep interest in the New Reformation movement which is now so graciously advancing.