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But I didn't mean to interrupt." "Well, as I say, I found myself rather at a parting of the ways, and then came my good friend here, and he said, 'What about these farms and houses of yours, Stairs? They represent an income. What are you going to do about it?' And--well, you see, that settled it. We just packed our bags and came over." "And now that you are here?" said John Crondall. "Well, you heard what we had to say the other afternoon?" "I did--every word of it." "Well, that's what we are here for. Our aim is to take that message to every man and woman in this country; and we believe God will give us zest and strength enough to bring it home to them--to make them _feel_ the truth of it. Your aim, naturally, is political and patriotic. I don't think you can have any warmer sympathizers than Reynolds and myself. But our part, as you see, is another one, and outside politics. We believe the folk at Home have lost their bearings; their compasses want adjusting. I say here what I should not venture to admit to a less sympathetic and indulgent audience: Reynolds and myself aim at arousing, by God's will, the sleeping sense of duty in our kinsmen here at Home. We have no elaborate system, no finesse, no complicated issues to consider. Our message is simply: 'You have forgotten Duty; and the Christian life is not possible while Duty remains forgotten or ignored.' Our purpose is just to give the message; to prove it; make it real; make it felt." Crondall had been looking straight at the speaker while he listened, his face resting between his two hands, his elbows planted squarely on the table. Now he seemed to pounce down upon Stairs's last words. "And yet you say your part is another one than ours. But why not the same? Why not the very essence and soul of our part, Stairs?" "Gad--he's right!" said Sir Herbert Tate, in an undertone. Reynolds leaned forward in his chair, his lean, keen face alight. "Why not the very soul of our part, Stairs--the essential first step toward our end? Our part is to urge a certain specific duty on them--a duty we reckon urgent and vital to the nation. But we can't do that unless we, or you, can first do your part--rousing them to the sense of duty--Duty itself. Man, but your part is the foundation of our part--foundation, walls, roof, corner-stone, complete! We only give the structure a name. Why, I give you my word, Stairs, that that address of yours on Tuesday was the fin
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