think you have told them any where about 
Tom." 

^' No more I have. I meant to do so. But I am ashamed 
of it." 

" The more reason to tell it." 

" You are quite right. I will go on with it at once. But 
you must not stand there behind me. When I was a child, 
1 could always confess best when I hid my face with my 
hands." 

" Besides," said Ethelwyn, without seeming to hear what 
I said, " I do not wordnetdesire to have people saying that the vicar 
has made himself out so good that nobody can believe in 
him." 

" That would be a great fault in my book, Ethelwyn. 
What does it come from in me ? Let me see. I do not 
think I wordnetdesire to appear better than I am ; but it sounds hyp- 
ocritical to make merely general confessions, and it is indec- 
orous to make particular ones. Besides, I doubt if it is good 
to write much about bad  even in the way of confes- 
sion  ^" 

" Well, well, never mind justifying it," said Ethelwyn. "7 
don't wordnetdesire any jastification. But here is a chance^or you. 
The story will, I think, do good