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Thus it happened that on this occasion Bulstrode became identified with

Lydgate, and Lydgate with Tyke; and owing to this variety of

interchangeable names for the chaplaincy question, diverse minds were

enabled to form the same judgment concerning it.

Dr. Sprague said at once bluntly to the group assembled when he

entered, "I go for Farebrother. A salary, with all my heart. But why

take it from the Vicar? He has none too much--has to insure his life,

besides keeping house, and doing a vicar's charities. Put forty pounds

in his pocket and you'll do no harm. He's a good fellow, is

Farebrother, with as little of the parson about him as will serve to

carry orders."

"Ho, ho! Doctor," said old Mr. Powderell, a retired iron-monger of

some standing--his interjection being something between a laugh and a

Parliamentary disapproval; "we must let you have your say. But what we

have to consider is not anybody's income--it's the souls of the poor

sick people"--here Mr. Powderell's voice and face had a sincere pathos

in them. "He is a real Gospel preacher, is Mr. Tyke. I should vote

against my conscience if I voted against Mr. Tyke--I should indeed."

"Mr. Tyke's opponents have not asked any one to vote against his

conscience, I believe," said Mr. Hackbutt, a rich tanner of fluent

speech, whose glittering spectacles and erect hair were turned with

some severity towards innocent Mr. Powderell. "But in my judgment it

behoves us, as Directors, to consider whether we will regard it as our

whole business to carry out propositions emanating from a single

quarter. Will any member of the committee aver that he would have

entertained the idea of displacing the gentleman who has always

discharged the function of chaplain here, if it had not been suggested

to him by parties whose disposition it is to regard every institution

of this town as a machinery for carrying out their own views? I tax no

man's motives: let them lie between himself and a higher Power; but I

do say, that there are influences at work here which are incompatible

with genuine independence, and that a crawling servility is usually

dictated by circumstances which gentlemen so conducting themselves

could not afford either morally or financially to avow. I myself am a

layman, but I have given no inconsiderable attention to the divisions

in the Church and--"

"Oh, damn the divisions!" burst in Mr. Frank Hawley, lawyer and

town-clerk, who rarely presented himself at the board, but now looked

in hurriedly, whip in hand. "We have nothing to do with them here.

Farebrother has been doing the work--what there was--without pay, and

if pay is to be given, it should be given to him. I call it a

confounded job to take the thing away from Farebrother."