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Enough
.
We
are
concerned
with
looking
at
Joshua
Rigg
’
s
sale
of
his
land
from
Mr
.
Bulstrode
’
s
point
of
view
,
and
he
interpreted
it
as
a
cheering
dispensation
conveying
perhaps
a
sanction
to
a
purpose
which
he
had
for
some
time
entertained
without
external
encouragement
;
he
interpreted
it
thus
,
but
not
too
confidently
,
offering
up
his
thanksgiving
in
guarded
phraseology
.
His
doubts
did
not
arise
from
the
possible
relations
of
the
event
to
Joshua
Rigg
’
s
destiny
,
which
belonged
to
the
unmapped
regions
not
taken
under
the
providential
government
,
except
perhaps
in
an
imperfect
colonial
way
;
but
they
arose
from
reflecting
that
this
dispensation
too
might
be
a
chastisement
for
himself
,
as
Mr
.
Farebrother
’
s
induction
to
the
living
clearly
was
.
This
was
not
what
Mr
.
Bulstrode
said
to
any
man
for
the
sake
of
deceiving
him
:
it
was
what
he
said
to
himself
—
it
was
as
genuinely
his
mode
of
explaining
events
as
any
theory
of
yours
may
be
,
if
you
happen
to
disagree
with
him
.
For
the
egoism
which
enters
into
our
theories
does
not
affect
their
sincerity
;
rather
,
the
more
our
egoism
is
satisfied
,
the
more
robust
is
our
belief
.
However
,
whether
for
sanction
or
for
chastisement
,
Mr
.
Bulstrode
,
hardly
fifteen
months
after
the
death
of
Peter
Featherstone
,
had
become
the
proprietor
of
Stone
Court
,
and
what
Peter
would
say
"
if
he
were
worthy
to
know
,
"
had
become
an
inexhaustible
and
consolatory
subject
of
conversation
to
his
disappointed
relatives
.
The
tables
were
now
turned
on
that
dear
brother
departed
,
and
to
contemplate
the
frustration
of
his
cunning
by
the
superior
cunning
of
things
in
general
was
a
cud
of
delight
to
Solomon
.
Mrs
.
Waule
had
a
melancholy
triumph
in
the
proof
that
it
did
not
answer
to
make
false
Featherstones
and
cut
off
the
genuine
;
and
Sister
Martha
receiving
the
news
in
the
Chalky
Flats
said
,
"
Dear
,
dear
!
then
the
Almighty
could
have
been
none
so
pleased
with
the
almshouses
after
all
.
"
Affectionate
Mrs
.
Bulstrode
was
particularly
glad
of
the
advantage
which
her
husband
’
s
health
was
likely
to
get
from
the
purchase
of
Stone
Court
.
Few
days
passed
without
his
riding
thither
and
looking
over
some
part
of
the
farm
with
the
bailiff
,
and
the
evenings
were
delicious
in
that
quiet
spot
,
when
the
new
hay
-
ricks
lately
set
up
were
sending
forth
odors
to
mingle
with
the
breath
of
the
rich
old
garden
.
One
evening
,
while
the
sun
was
still
above
the
horizon
and
burning
in
golden
lamps
among
the
great
walnut
boughs
,
Mr
.
Bulstrode
was
pausing
on
horseback
outside
the
front
gate
waiting
for
Caleb
Garth
,
who
had
met
him
by
appointment
to
give
an
opinion
on
a
question
of
stable
drainage
,
and
was
now
advising
the
bailiff
in
the
rick
-
yard
.
Mr
.
Bulstrode
was
conscious
of
being
in
a
good
spiritual
frame
and
more
than
usually
serene
,
under
the
influence
of
his
innocent
recreation
.
He
was
doctrinally
convinced
that
there
was
a
total
absence
of
merit
in
himself
;
but
that
doctrinal
conviction
may
be
held
without
pain
when
the
sense
of
demerit
does
not
take
a
distinct
shape
in
memory
and
revive
the
tingling
of
shame
or
the
pang
of
remorse
.
Nay
,
it
may
be
held
with
intense
satisfaction
when
the
depth
of
our
sinning
is
but
a
measure
for
the
depth
of
forgiveness
,
and
a
clenching
proof
that
we
are
peculiar
instruments
of
the
divine
intention
.
The
memory
has
as
many
moods
as
the
temper
,
and
shifts
its
scenery
like
a
diorama
.
At
this
moment
Mr
.
Bulstrode
felt
as
if
the
sunshine
were
all
one
with
that
of
far
-
off
evenings
when
he
was
a
very
young
man
and
used
to
go
out
preaching
beyond
Highbury
.
And
he
would
willingly
have
had
that
service
of
exhortation
in
prospect
now
.
The
texts
were
there
still
,
and
so
was
his
own
facility
in
expounding
them
.
His
brief
reverie
was
interrupted
by
the
return
of
Caleb
Garth
,
who
also
was
on
horseback
,
and
was
just
shaking
his
bridle
before
starting
,
when
he
exclaimed
—
"
Bless
my
heart
!
what
’
s
this
fellow
in
black
coming
along
the
lane
?
He
’
s
like
one
of
those
men
one
sees
about
after
the
races
.
"
Mr
.
Bulstrode
turned
his
horse
and
looked
along
the
lane
,
but
made
no
reply
.
The
comer
was
our
slight
acquaintance
Mr
.
Raffles
,
whose
appearance
presented
no
other
change
than
such
as
was
due
to
a
suit
of
black
and
a
crape
hat
-
band
.
He
was
within
three
yards
of
the
horseman
now
,
and
they
could
see
the
flash
of
recognition
in
his
face
as
he
whirled
his
stick
upward
,
looking
all
the
while
at
Mr
.
Bulstrode
,
and
at
last
exclaiming
:
—
