and medical attendance, regardless of expense. Vine ca

[Batzri]

Preaching that day more than I did most days. It wasn't half bad. That's
Christ all over that reptile that Worm and no man! The Worm that I tread
on with impunity that's Christ! I expect Hunter might say it would be
better for me if the Worm would turn and bite better for my eternal
interests. Perhaps the Worm will, one of these fine days. It's a rather
clammy notion! The notion would be rather a nuisance, if I believed in
the Worm.' III. THIS NIGHT As he drove along the veld twenty minutes
after, Julian looked back at the burning Church. 'What would the Canon
Superintendent say?' he muttered with a grin. A fantastic shape started
up from the grass in front of him. The mules shied at it, and broke into
a gallop. 'Pull up!' he shouted. At last the mules were pulled up. He
sprang out and walked back along the road. The figure stood stock-still
by the road-side, as if waiting to greet him. When he came near, it came
towards him, the figure of an old native with a ragged grey beard, all
hunched up in a blanket. 'Tom.' called Julian to him in his shrill
voice, 'You've got to come down to town tonight. No, you swine,
to-morrow won't do. Tonight before sunset
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