Inside of the Cup, the — Volume 03 by Winston Churchill
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wall beyond, at which he had been staring unconsciously.
"Ah, you recognize it," said Mr. Bentley. "St. John's!" "Yes," Mr. Bentley repeated, "St. John's." He smiled at Hodder's glance of bewilderment, and put his hand on the younger man's arm. "That picture was taken before you were born, sir, I venture to say--in 1869. I am very fond of it, for it gives the church in perspective, as you see. That was Mr. Gore's house"--he indicated a square, heavily corniced mansion--"where the hotel now stands, and that was his garden, next the church, where you see the trees above the wall." The rector turned again and looked at his host, who, was gazing at the picture thoughtfully. "I ought to have remembered," he said. "I have seen your name in the church records, sir, and I have heard Mr. Waring speak of you." "My dear Mr. Hodder, there is no reason why you should have known me. A great many years have passed since I was a parishioner of St. John's --a great many years." "But it was you," the rector began, uncertainly, and suddenly spoke with conviction, "it was you who chose the architect, who did more than other men to make the church what it is." "Whatever I may have done," replied Mr. Bentley, with simple dignity, "has brought its reward. To this day I have not ceased to derive |
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