May I trouble you again? (MANSON gravely fixes the ear-trumpet in his ear.) (ROBERT: That's right: stick the damned thing in 'is ear-'ole, comride! MANSON. Your sacred obligations.) Precisely, precisely! Er-- Shall we sit? (They do so. The BISHOP looks to MANSON to begin. MANSON, failing him, the spirit begins to work within himself.) Well--er---speaking of that, of course, my dearly-beloved brother, I feel very seriously on the matter, very seriously--as I am sure you do. The restoration of a church is a tremendous, an overwhelming responsibility. To begin with, it--it costs quite a lot. Doesn't it? (MANSON: It does: quite a lot.) Hm, yes--yes!... You mentioned Sacred obligations just now, and I think that on the whole I am inclined to agree with you. It is an admirable way of putting it. We must awaken people to a sense of their sacred obligations. This is a work in which everybody can do something: the rich man can give of the abundance with which it has pleased Providence specially to favour him: the poor man with his slender savings need have no fear for the poverty of his gift-- Let him give all: it will be accepted. Those of us who, like yourself, my dear brother--and I say it in all modesty, perhaps my self--are in possession of the endowments of learning, of influence, of authority--we can lend our names to the good work. As you say so very beautifully: sacred obligations. By-the-way, I don't think I quite caught your views as to the probable cost. Eh, what do you think?

Bishop Monologue from The Servant in the House

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