[Robert Falconer by George MacDonald]@TWC D-Link bookRobert Falconer CHAPTER XX 17/21
Then they sang a most wailful tune, and John prayed.
If I were to give the prayer as he uttered it, I might make my reader laugh, therefore I abstain, assuring him only that, although full of long words--amongst the rest, aspiration and ravishment--the prayer of the cheerful, joke-loving cottar contained evidence of a degree of religious development rare, I doubt, amongst bishops. When Robert left the cottage, he found the sky partly clouded and the air cold.
The nearest way home was across the barley-stubble of the day's reaping, which lay under a little hill covered with various species of the pine.
His own soul, after the restful day he had spent, and under the reaction from the new excitement of the stories he had been reading, was like a quiet, moonless night.
The thought of his mother came back upon him, and her written words, 'O Lord, my heart is very sore'; and the thought of his father followed that, and he limped slowly home, laden with mournfulness.
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