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"
Yes
,
"
said
he
,
"
there
is
my
glory
and
joy
.
I
am
the
servant
of
an
infallible
Master
.
I
am
not
going
out
under
human
guidance
,
subject
to
the
defective
laws
and
erring
control
of
my
feeble
fellow-worms
:
my
king
,
my
lawgiver
,
my
captain
,
is
the
All-perfect
.
It
seems
strange
to
me
that
all
round
me
do
not
burn
to
enlist
under
the
same
banner
,
--
to
join
in
the
same
enterprise
.
"
"
All
have
not
your
powers
,
and
it
would
be
folly
for
the
feeble
to
wish
to
march
with
the
strong
.
"
"
I
do
not
speak
to
the
feeble
,
or
think
of
them
:
I
address
only
such
as
are
worthy
of
the
work
,
and
competent
to
accomplish
it
.
"
"
Those
are
few
in
number
,
and
difficult
to
discover
.
"
"
You
say
truly
;
but
when
found
,
it
is
right
to
stir
them
up
--
to
urge
and
exhort
them
to
the
effort
--
to
show
them
what
their
gifts
are
,
and
why
they
were
given
--
to
speak
Heaven
's
message
in
their
ear
,
--
to
offer
them
,
direct
from
God
,
a
place
in
the
ranks
of
His
chosen
.
"
"
If
they
are
really
qualified
for
the
task
,
will
not
their
own
hearts
be
the
first
to
inform
them
of
it
?
"
I
felt
as
if
an
awful
charm
was
framing
round
and
gathering
over
me
:
I
trembled
to
hear
some
fatal
word
spoken
which
would
at
once
declare
and
rivet
the
spell
.
"
And
what
does
your
heart
say
?
"
demanded
St.
John
.
"
My
heart
is
mute
,
--
my
heart
is
mute
,
"
I
answered
,
struck
and
thrilled
.
"
Then
I
must
speak
for
it
,
"
continued
the
deep
,
relentless
voice
.
"
Jane
,
come
with
me
to
India
:
come
as
my
helpmeet
and
fellow-labourer
.
"
