"
"I didn't suppose," said the deacon, "that getting religious would take
away your respect for the law, and make you above the law."
"It doesn't: it makes me resolve that the law shan't be used for
purposes of the devil."
"Do you mean to call me the devil?" screamed the deacon.
"I'm not calling you anything: I'm speaking of the unrighteous act you
want done. I won't do it for you; and, further, I'll put Bittles on his
guard against any one else who may try it."
"Mr. Bartram," said the deacon, rising, "I guess I'll have to take all
my law-business to somebody else. Good-morning."
"I didn't suppose I should have to suffer for my principles so soon,"
said the lawyer, as the deacon started; "but when _you_ want to be
converted, come see me and you'll learn I bear you no grudge. Indeed,
you'll be obliged to come to me, as you'll learn after you think over
all your affairs a little while."
The deacon stopped: the two men stood face to face a moment, and then
parted in silence.
CHAPTER XVI.
When Eleanor Prency heard that her lover had not only been converted
but was taking an active part in the special religious meetings, she
found herself in what the old women of the vicinity called a "state of
mind." She did not object to young men becoming very good; that is, she
did object to any young man of whom she happened to be very fond
becoming very bad.
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