"
In fact Jeph was very curious to know what was going on in the
village. If there was any kind of uproar, why should not he have his
part in it? It was just like father to hinder him, and he had a
great mind to neglect the faggots and go off to the village. He was
rather surprised, and a good deal vexed to see his father walking
along on the way to the pasture with Steadfast.
It was for the sake of saying "Aye, boy, best not go near the sorry
sight! They would not let good Master Holworth speak with me; but I
saw he meant to warn me to keep aloof lest Tim Green or the like
should remember as how I'm Churchwarden."
"Did they ask after those things?" inquired Steadfast in a lowered
voice.
"I can't say. But on your life, lad, not a word of them!"
After work was done for the evening, Jeph and Stead were too eager to
know what had happened to stay at home. They ran across the bit of
moorland to the village street and the grey church, whose odd-shaped
steeple stood up among the trees. Already they could see that the
great west window was broken, all the glass which bore the picture of
the Last Judgment, and the Archangel Michael weighing souls in the
balance was gone!
"Yes," said Tom Oates, leaping over two or three tombstones to get to
them.
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