Ruth eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 595 pages of information about Ruth.

The peaceful rest which her mind took was in thinking of Leonard.  She dared not look before or behind, but she could see him well at present.  She brooded over the thought of him, till she dreaded his father more and more.  By the light of her child’s purity and innocence, she saw evil clearly, and yet more clearly.  She thought that, if Leonard ever came to know the nature of his birth, she had nothing for it but to die out of his sight.  He could never know—­human heart could never know, her ignorant innocence, and all the small circumstances which had impelled her onwards.  But God knew.  And if Leonard heard of his mother’s error, why, nothing remained but death; for she felt, then, as if she had it in her power to die innocently out of such future agony; but that escape is not so easy.  Suddenly a fresh thought came, and she prayed that, through whatever suffering, she might be purified.  Whatever trials, woes, measureless pangs, God might see fit to chastise her with, she would not shrink, if only at last she might come into His presence in heaven.  Alas! the shrinking from suffering we cannot help.  That part of her prayer was vain.  And as for the rest, was not the sure justice of His law finding out even now?  His laws once broken, His justice and the very nature of those laws bring the immutable retribution; but, if we turn penitently to Him, He enables us to bear our punishment with a meek and docile heart, “for His mercy endureth for ever.”

Mr. Bradshaw had felt himself rather wanting in proper attention to his guest, inasmuch as he had been unable, all in a minute, to comprehend Mr. Donne’s rapid change of purpose; and, before it had entered into his mind that, notwithstanding the distance of the church, Mr. Donne was going thither, that gentleman was out of the sight, and far out of the reach, of his burly host.  But though the latter had so far neglected the duties of hospitality as to allow his visitor to sit in the Eagle’s Crag pew with no other guard of honour than the children and the governess, Mr. Bradshaw determined to make up for it by extra attention during the remainder of the day.  Accordingly he never left Mr. Donne.  Whatever wish that gentleman expressed, it was the study of his host to gratify.  Did he hint at the pleasure which a walk in such beautiful scenery would give him, Mr. Bradshaw was willing to accompany him, although at Eccleston it was a principle with him not to take any walks for pleasure on a Sunday.  When Mr. Donne turned round, and recollected letters which must be written, and which would compel him to stay at home, Mr. Bradshaw instantly gave up the walk, and remained at hand, ready to furnish him with any writing-materials which could be wanted, and which were not laid out in the half-furnished house.  Nobody knew where Mr. Hickson was all this time.  He had sauntered out after Mr. Donne, when the latter set off for church, and he had never returned.  Mr. Donne kept wondering if he could have met Ruth—­if,

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