When It Was Dark; the story of a

Publisher Marketing: Excerpt: ...of a voice he hated and feared. There was something chilling in these men who drew a confidence and certainty, sublime in its immobility, from the Unseen. He felt, as he had felt before, the hated barrier which he could in no wise pass, this calm fanaticism which would not even listen to him, which was beyond his influence. The bitter hate which welled up in his heart, the terrible scorn which he had to repress at these insults to his evil and devilish egoism, gave him almost a sense of physical nausea. His pale face became pallid, but he showed no other sign of the 193 insane tempest within. He smiled slightly. That was all. As for Canon Walke, his feelings were varied. His face flickered with them in rapid alternation. He was quite conscious of the lack of life, fire, and conviction in what he himself had said. His own windy commonplaces shrank to nothingness and failure before the witnessing of the undistinguished priest. Before the two hostile intellects, the man and the woman, he had left the burden of the fight to this nobody. He was quick and jealous to mark the strength of Wilson's words, and his own failure had put him in an entirely false position. And yet a shrewd blow had been struck at Schuabe and Mrs. Armstrong; there was consolation in the fact. Father Wilson, when he had finished what he had to say, rose from his seat without more ado. "I will say a grace," he said. He made the sign of the Cross, muttered a short Latin thanksgiving, and strode from the room. "A fanatic," said Mrs. Armstrong. Neither Walke nor Schuabe replied. It was getting late in the morning. The sun had risen higher and flooded the level wastes of snow without. The little party finished their meal in silence. In the chapel Wilson knelt on the chancel step, praying that help and light might come to men and the imminent darkness pass away. 194 CHAPTER V DEUS, DEUS MEUS, QUARE DERELIQUISTI! T he Prime Minister was a man deeply interested in all philosophic thought, ... Contributor Bio:  Thorne, Guy Guy Thorne was the pen name of Cyril Arthur Edward Justice Waggoner Ranger Gull (1876 - 9 January 1923), a prolific English journalist and novelist best known for his novel When It Was Dark: The Story of A Great Conspiracy (1903). He also wrote under the name C. Ranger Gull.