`Thenyouhaven’tgivenuptheidea？-Ithoughtthatperhapsyouhadbythistime。’
`Ofcoursenot。IfondlythoughtatfirstthatyoufeltasIdoaboutthat，asyouweresomixedupinChristminsterAnglicanism。AndMr。
Phillotson——’
`IhavenorespectforChristminsterwhatever，except，inaqualifieddegree，onitsintellectualside，’saidSueBrideheadearnestly。`MyfriendIspokeoftookthatoutofme。HewasthemostirreligiousmanIeverknew，andthemostmoral。AndintellectatChristminsterisnewwineinoldbottles。ThemediaevalismofChristminstermustgo，besloughedoff，orChristminsteritselfwillhavetogo。Tobesure，attimesonecouldn’thelphavingasneakinglikingforthetraditionsoftheoldfaith，aspreservedbyasectionofthethinkersthereintouchingandsimplesincerity；butwhenIwasinmysaddest，rightestmindIalwaysfelt，`Oghastlygloriesofsaints，deadlimbsofgibbetedGods！’’……`Sue，youarenotagoodfriendofminetotalklikethat！’
`ThenIwon’t，dearJude！’Theemotionalthroat-notehadcomeback，andsheturnedherfaceaway。