Here and there the individual is sacrificed who otherwise would be
saved--if it were expedient."
"Oh, Eglington! He is of your own county, of your own village, is your
neighbour, a man of whom all England should be proud. You can intervene
if you will be just, and say you will. I know that intervention has been
discussed in the Cabinet."
"You say he is of my county. So are many people, and yet they are not
county people. A neighbour he was, but more in a Scriptural than social
sense." He was hurting her purposely.
She made a protesting motion of her hand. "No, no, no, do not be so
small. This is a great matter. Do a great thing now; help it to be done
for your own honour, for England's honour--for a good man's sake, for
your country's sake."
There came a knock at the door. An instant afterwards a secretary
entered. "A message from the Prime Minister, sir." He handed over a
paper.
"Will you excuse me?" he asked Hylda suavely, in his eyes the enigmatical
look that had chilled her so often before. She felt that her appeal had
been useless.
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