That was a rule laid down
by Doctor Brooks: a maid was not to perjure herself for her master's
comfort or convenience. Therefore, when Edward was told that Doctor
Brooks was out, he knew he was out. The boy waited, and as he waited
he had a chance to look around the library and into the books. The
rector's faithful housekeeper said he might when he repeated what
Wendell Phillips had told him of the interest that was to be found in
her master's books. Edward did not tell her of Mr. Phillips's advice,
to "borrow" a couple of books. He reserved that bit of information for
the rector of Trinity when he came in, an hour later.
"Oh! did he?" laughingly said Doctor Brooks. "That is nice advice for
a man to give a boy. I am surprised at Wendell Phillips. He needs a
little talk: a ministerial visit. And have you followed his shameless
advice?" smilingly asked the huge man as he towered above the boy.
"No? And to think of the opportunity you had, too. Well, I am glad
you had such respect for my dumb friends. For they are my friends,
each one of them," he continued, as he looked fondly at the filled
shelves.
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