The Dweller on the Threshold by Robert Smythe Hichens
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"As they grow older? But surely development is natural and to be
expected?" "Certainly. But when a man changes drastically, sheds his character and takes on another?" "You are talking perhaps of what is called conversion?" "Well, that would be an instance of what I mean, no doubt. But there are changes of another type. We clergymen, you know, mix intimately with so many men that we are almost bound to become psychologists if we are to do any good. It becomes a habit with many of us to study closely our fellow-men. Now I, for instance; I cannot live at close quarters with a man without, almost unconsciously, subjecting him to a minute scrutiny, and striving to sum him up. My curates, for example--" "Yes?" said Malling. "There are four of them, our friend Chichester being the senior one." "And you have 'placed' them all?" "I thought I had, I thought so--but--" Mr. Harding was silent. Then, with a strange abruptness, and the air of a man forced into an action against which something within him protested, he said: "Mr. Malling, you are the only person I know who, having been acquainted with Henry Chichester, has at last met him again after a prolonged |
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