Mrs. Lambkin, General Lambkin's wife, she is another.
Major Banks's sisters — those pretty girls, — they are always
there; and it is the same with visitors. Everybody comes;
their being Christians does not make any difference."
"Captain Thorold," said I, — "I mean Mr. Thorold, don't you
obey your orders?"
"Yes — generally," he said. And he laughed.
"So must I."
"You are not a soldier."
"Yes — I am."
"Have you got orders not to come to our hop?"
"I think I have. You will not understand me, but this is what
I mean, Mr. Thorold. I _am_ a soldier, of another sort from you;
and I have orders not to go anywhere that my Captain does not
send me or where I cannot be serving Him."
"I wish you would show those orders to me."
I gave him the open page which I had been studying, that same
chapter of Colossians, and pointed out the words. He looked at
them, and turned over the page, and turned it back.
"I don't see the orders," he said.
I was silent. I had not expected he would.
"And I was going to say, I never saw any Christians that were
soldiers; but I have, one.
Pages:
511
512
513
514
515
516
517
518
519
520
521
522
523
524
525
526
527
528
529
530
531
532
533
534
535