ra_, but so
only."
"But how," saith he that spake, "shall we know when he is sat in his
chair and when he is out of it?"
An odd look came into Father Philip's eyes.
"Master," saith he, "when I was a little lad, my mother told me divers
times that it was not seemly to ask curious questions."
But I guess what the good Friar thought, though it be not always
discreet to speak out man's thoughts. Ah me! will the time ever come
when man may say what he will, with no worse thereafter than a sneer or
a sharp rebuke from his neighbour? If so were, I would I had been born
in those merry days--but I should want Jack to be born then belike.
"Sissot," saith a voice over my shoulder, "wist thou the full meaning of
thy wish?"
Jack is given to coming in quietly--I never knew him make a noise--and
peeping over my shoulder to see how my chronicle maketh progress: for he
can well read, though he write not.
"What so, Jack?" said I.
"I reckon we should be the younger by some centuries," quoth he, "and
perchance should not be at all. But allowing it, dost thou perceive
that such a difference should mean a change in all things?--that no fear
should in likelihood mean no reverence nor obedience, and might come to
mean more than that?"
"That were dread!" said I. "What manner of times should they be?"
"I think," saith he, "those very `_tempora periculosa_' whereof Saint
Paul speaketh, when men shall love their own selves, and be proud,
unthankful, without affection, peace, or benignity, loving their
pleasures rather than God. And if it serve thee, I would not like to
live in those times."
"Dear heart, nor would I!" quoth I. "Yet surely, Jack, that seemeth a
gainsaying. Were all men free to speak what they would, and not be
called to account therefor, it were soothly to love their neighbours and
show benignity."
"Ay, if it were done for that end," he made answer. "But the heart of
man is a cage of deceits. Much must befall the world, I take it, ere
that cometh to pass: and while they that bring it about may be good men
that mean well, they that come to use it may be evil, and mean ill. The
Devil is not come to an end of his shifts, be thou sure. Let man run as
fast and far as he will, Satan shall wit how to keep alongside."
I said nought. Jack is very wise, a deal more than I, yet I cannot
always see through his eye-glasses. Mayhap it is not always because I
am wiser of the twain.
"Freedom to do good
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