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interested in a dispute as to whether Spinoza was or was not at any time in his life a Cartesian。
Rose really listened to this for want of something better to do； and Raeburn； thinking that he had been neglecting her； and much relieved at the thought that he had at length found some point of mutual interest； asked her whether she had read the book in question。
〃Oh； I have no time for reading；〃 said Rose。
He looked a little amused at this statement。 Rose continued：
〃Who was Spinoza？ I never heard any of his music。〃
〃He was a philosopher； not a composer；〃 said Raeburn； keeping his countenance with difficulty。
〃What dreadfully learned people you are！〃 said Rose with one of her arch smiles。 〃But do tell me； how can a man be a Cartesian？ I've heard of Cartesian wells； but never〃
She broke off for this was quite too much for Raeburn's gravity； he laughed； but so pleasantly that she laughed too。
〃You are thinking of artesian wells； I fancy；〃 he said in his kindly voice； and he began to give her a brief outline of Descartes' philosophy； which it is to be feared she did not at all appreciate。 She was not sorry when Erica appealed to him for some disputed fact； in which they all seemed most extraordinarily interested； for when the discussion had lasted some minutes； Tom went off in the middle of dinner and fetched in two or three bulky books of reference； these were eagerly seized upon； to the entire disregard of the pudding which was allowed to get cold。
Presently the very informal meal was ended by some excellent coffee in the place of the conventional dessert； after which came a hurried dispersion as they were all going to some political meeting at the East End。 Cabs were unattainable and； having secured a couple of link…boys； they set off； apparently in excellent spirits。
〃Fancy turning out on such a night as this！〃 said Rose； putting her arm within Erica's。 〃I am so glad you are not going for now we can really have a cozy talk。 I've ever so much to tell you。〃
Erica looked rather wistfully after the torches and the retreating forms as they made their way down the steps； she was much disappointed at being obliged to miss this particular meeting； but luckily Rose was not in the least likely to find this out for she could not imagine for a moment that any one really cared about missing a political meeting； particularly when it would have involved turning out on such a disagreeable night。
Erica had persuaded Rose to telegraph both to her friends at Sandgale and to her mother to tell of her adventure and to say that she would go on to Sandgale on the Monday。 For； unfortunately； the next day was Sunday； and Rose looked so aghast at the very idea of traveling then that Erica could say nothing more though she surmised rightly enough that Mr。 Fane…Smith would have preferred even Sunday traveling to a Sunday spent in Luke Raeburn's house。 There was evidently； however； no help for it。 Rose was there； and there she must stay； all that Erica could do was to keep her as much as might be out of Tom's way； and to beg the others not to discuss any subjects bearing on their anti…religious work； and since there was not the smallest temptation to try to make Rose a convert to secularism； they were all quite willing to avoid such topics。
But； in spite of all her care； Erica failed most provokingly that day。 To begin with； Rose pleaded a headache and would not go with her to the early service。 Erica was disappointed； but when； on coming home； she found Rose in the dining room comfortably chatting over the fire to Tom； who was evidently in the seventh heaven of happiness； she felt as if she could have shaken them both。 By and by she tried to give Tom a hint； which he did not take at all kindly。
〃Women never like to see another woman admired；〃 he replied with a sarcastic smile。
〃But； Tom；〃 she pleaded； 〃her father would be so dreadfully angry if he saw the way you go on with her。〃
〃Oh； shut up； do； about her father！〃 said Tom crossly。 〃You have crammed him down our throats quite enough。〃
It was of no use to say more； but she went away feeling sore and ruffled。 She was just about to set off with Rose to Charles Osmond's church when the door of the study was hastily opened。
〃Have you seen the last 'Longstaff Mercury'？〃 said Raeburn in the voice which meant that he was worried and much pressed for time。
〃It was in here yesterday；〃 said Erica。
〃Then； Tom； you must have moved it；〃 said Raeburn sharply。 〃It's a most provoking thing； I specially wanted to quote from it。〃
〃I've not touched it；〃 said Tom。 〃It's those servants； they never can leave the papers alone。〃
He was turning over the contents of a paper rack； evidently not in the best of tempers。 Rose sprang forward。
〃Let me help；〃 she said with one of her irresistible smiles。
Erica felt more provoked than she would have cared to own。 It was very clear that those two would never find anything。
〃Look here； Erica；〃 said Raeburn； 〃do see if it isn't upstairs。 Tom is a terrible hand at finding things。〃
So she searched in every nook and cranny of the house and at last found the torn remains of the paper in the house maid's cupboard。 The rest of it had been used for lighting a fire。
Raeburn was a good deal annoyed。
〃Surely； my dear； such things might be prevented；〃 he said； not crossly but in the sort of forbearing expostulatory tone which a woman dislikes more than anything； specially if she happens to be a careful housekeeper。
〃I told you it was your servants！〃 said Tom triumphantly。
〃They've orders again and again not to touch the newspapers；〃 said Erica。
〃Well； come along Tom；〃 said Raeburn； taking up his hat。 〃We are very late。〃
They drove off； and Erica and Rose made the best of their way to church； to find the service begun； and seats unattainable。 Rose was very good…natured； however； about the standing。 She began faintly to perceive that Erica did not lead the easiest of lives； also she saw； with a sort of wonder； what an influence she was in the house and how； notwithstanding their difference in creed； she was always ready to meet the others on every point where it was possible to do so。 Rose could not help thinking of a certain friend of hers who； having become a ritualist； never lost an opportunity of emphasizing the difference between her own views and the views of her family； and of Kate Righton at Greyshot who had adopted the most rigid evangelical views； and treated her good old father and mother as 〃worldly〃 and 〃unconverted〃 people。
In the afternoon Tom had it all his own way。 Raeburn was in his study preparing for his evening lecture； Mrs。 Craigie had a Bible class at the East End； in which she showed up the difficulties and contradictions of the Old and New Testaments； Erica had a Bible class in Charles Osmond's parish； in which she tried to explain the same difficulties。 Rose was therefore alone in the green room and quite ready to attract Tom and keep him spellbound for the afternoon。 It is possible； however； that no great harm would have been done if the visit had come to a natural end the following day； Rose would certainly have thought no more of Tom； and Tom might very