CHAPTER V.HOW ANDREW MADE ONE ENEMY, AND WAS LIKE TO HAVE ANOTHER.
And now my happy time was over; its story is all told so far; and I must write of darker days that came after.
The living of West Fazeby, left vacant because of Mr. Truelocke’s sturdiness in his opinion, did not wait long for an incumbent, but was quickly bestowed on a Mr. Lambert; a man not troubled with awkward scruples, for he had been a strong Presbyterian under the Commonwealth, and now was become as strong a Churchman; but an honest man as the world goes now, and not hard-hearted. He had another better living where he resided; so our parish was served by his curate, a Mr. Poole, a young man of shallow capacity and but little learning. Mr. Truelocke, however, went to hear him preach;—a strange sight it was to see so
