"And so, because this Home has been made a Christian Home, and its
inmates taught to believe that only in coming to God in Christ as
their infinite divine Saviour, and touching the hem of his garments,
is there any hope of being cured of their infirmity, has its great
saving power become manifest."
Just then voices were heard sounding through the hall. Apparently
there was an altercation between the waiter and some one at the
street door.
"What's that?" asked Mrs Birtwell, a little startled at the unusual
sound.
They listened, and heard the voice of a man saying, in an excited
tone:
"I must see her!"
Then came the noise of a struggle, as though the waiter were trying
to prevent the forcible entry of some one.
Mrs. Birtwell started to her feet in evident alarm. Mr. Elliott was
crossing to the parlor door, when it was thrown open with
considerable violence, and he stood face to face with Mr. Ridley.
CHAPTER XXIII.
ON leaving the clergyman's residence, baffled in his efforts to get
the wine he had hoped to obtain, Mr. Ridley strode hurriedly away,
almost running, as though in fear of pursuit. After going for a
block or two he stopped suddenly, and stood with an irresolute air
for several moments. Then he started forward again, moving with the
same rapid speed. His face was strongly agitated and nearly
colorless. His eyes were restless, glancing perpetually from side to
side.
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