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II.22. Love Shall Make All Things New
Mr. Pengarth was loth to depart. He felt that all pretext for lingering was gone, that he
had outstayed his welcome. Yet he found himself desperately striving for some excuse to
prolong an interview which was to all effects and purposes concluded.
"I will do my best, Sir Wingrave," he said, reverting to the subject of their interview, "to
study Miss Lundy's interests in every way. I will also see that she has the letter you have
left for her within eight days from now. But if you could see you way to leave some sort
of address so that I should have a chance of communicating with you, if necessary, I
should assume my responsibilities with a lighter heart."
Wingrave gave vent to a little gesture of annoyance.
"My dear sir," he said, "surely I have been explicit enough. I have told you that, within a
week from now, I shall be practically dead. I shall never return to England--you will
never see me again. I have given life here a fair trial, and found it a failure. I am going to
make a new experiment--and it is going to be in an unexplored country. You could not
reach me there through the post. You, I think, would scarcely car to follow me. Let it go
at that."
Mr. Pengarth took up his bag with a sigh.
"Sir Wingrave," he said, "I am a simple man, and life with me has always been a very
simple affair. I recognize the fact, of course, that I am not in a position to judge or to
understand the mental attitude of one who, like yourself, has suffered and passed through
great crises. But I cannot help wishing that you could find it possible to try, for a time,
the quiet life of a countryman in this beautiful home of yours."
Wingrave shrugged his shoulders.
"Mr. Pengarth," he said, "no two men are born alike into this world. Some are blessed
with a contented mind, some are wanderers by destiny. You will forgive me if I do not
discuss the matter with you more fully. My journey, wherever and whatever it is, is
Mr. Pengarth was braver than he had ever been in his life.
"Sir Wingrave," he said, "there is one journey which we must all take in God's good time.
But the man who starts before he is called finds no welcome at the end. The greatest in
life are those who are content to wait!"