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" Sometimes it's in the spring. Damn it ! there's nothing like a spring evening. I'm in earnest about it. The poetry of it is so strenu  ous and yet so quiet ; so full of fresh life, and yet so full of the old peace that still passes all understanding. But it's always as the service of God that I take my Sunday evening walk. SOMETIMES IT'S IN THE SPRING DAMN IT THERE'S NOTHING LIKE A SPRING EVENING I'M IN EARNEST ABOUT IT THE POETRY OF IT IS SO STRENUOUS AND YET SO QUIET SO FULL OF FRESH LIFE AND YET SO FULL OF THE OLD PIECE THAT STILL PASSES ALL UNDERSTANDING BUT IT'S ALWAYS AS THE SERVICE OF GOD THAT I TAKE MY SUNDAY EVENING WALK
 afternoon, and on certain occasions in the week ! My wife — to whom I hope soon to introduce you — attends every service ; she also stays for the after- meetings. You must not, by the way, think that I am an unbeliever. I am not ; at one time I always went to church on Sunday evenings, and there was much in it that I enjoyed. But the curate's banalities, the superstitiousness of the people, and the per- fectly evil singing of the choir vexed me. Then it occurred to me that if I went for a walk on Sunday evening instead, I could get the service without the church. I could have the sunset and the aspirations, the longings for the far-away that it produces." THE OCTAVE OF CLAUDIUS. 21 He stopped abruptly, and noticed that the servant was listening with rather a puzzled face. He turned to him. " Wait outside, Francis," he said. When the man had retired, the doctor besran to pace the room, and went on talking. Under his very thick sandy eyebrows and long lashes his grey eyes grew luminous. 'S NOT CHURCH AH YES QUITE TRUE THERE IS A CHURCH ALSO ON SUNDAY MORNING SUNDAY AFTERNOON AND ON CERTAIN OCCASIONS IN THE WEEK MY WIFE TO WHOM I HOPE SOON TO INTRODUCE YOU ATTENDS EVERY SERVICE SHE ALSO STAYS FOR THE AFTER MEETINGS YOU MUST NOT BY THE WAY THINK THAT I AM AN UNBELIEVER I AM NOT AT ONE TIME I ALWAYS WENT TO CHURCH ON SUNDAY EVENINGS AND THERE WAS MUCH IN IT THAT I ENJOYED BUT THE CURATES BANILLYTICS THE SUPERSTITIOUSNESS OF THE PEOPLE AND THE PERFECTLY EVIL SINGING OF THE CHOIR VEXED ME IT OCCURRED TO ME THAT IF I WENT FOR A WALK ON SUNDAY EVENING INSTEAD I COULD GET THE SERVICE WITHOUT THE CHURCH I COULD HAVE THE SUNSET AND THE ASPIRATIONS THE LONGING FOR THE FAR AWAY THAT IT PRODUCES HE STOPPED ABRUPTLY AND NOTICED THAT THE SERVANT WAS LISTENING WITH A RATHER PUZZLED FACE HE TURNED TO HIM WAIT OUTSIDE FRANCIS HE SAID WHEN THE MAN RETIRED THE DOCTOR BEGAN TO PACE THE ROOM AND WENT ON TALKING UNDER HIS VERY THICK SANDY EYEBROWS AND LONG LASHES HIS GRAY EYES GREW LUMINOUS
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