Your ever affectionate,
Stephen Ogilvie.
My mother and Miriam send you much love. We miss you greatly at
Wych. Esther seems happy in her convent and will soon be clothed as
a novice.
When Mark read this letter, he was prompt to admit himself in the
wrong; but he could not bear the least implied criticism of Father
Rowley.
St. Agnes' House,
Keppel Street,
Chatsea.
Dec. 3.
My dear Mr. Ogilvie,
I'm afraid I must have expressed myself very badly in my last
letter if I gave you the least idea that Father Rowley was not
always charity personified. He had probably come to the conclusion
that the young man was not much good and no doubt he deliberately
made it impossible for him to stay on at the Mission House. We do
get an awful lot of mere loafers here; I don't suppose that anybody
who keeps open house can avoid getting them. After all, if the
young man had been worth anything he would have realized that he
had made a fool of himself and by the way he took his snubbing have
re-established himself. What he actually did was to sulk and clear
out with a sneer at the work done here. I'm sorry I gave you the
impression that I was triumphing so tremendously over his
discomfiture.
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