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Leader: that He is just as well as mighty; and while He has chosen
a feeble instrument to perform a great task, He will, from the
boundless stores of His providence, supply the inadequacy of the
means to the end. Think like me, Jane—trust like me. It is the
Rock of Ages I ask you to lean on: do not doubt but it will bear the
weight of your human weakness.”
“I do not understand a missionary life: I have never studied
missionary labours.”
“There I, humble as I am, can give you the aid you want: I can
set you your task from hour to hour; stand by you always; help you
from moment to moment. This I could do in the beginning: soon
(for I know your powers) you would be as strong and apt as myself,
and would not require my help.”
“But my powers—where are they for this undertaking? I do not
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feel them. Nothing speaks or stirs in me while you talk. I am
sensible of no light kindling—no life quickening—no voice
counselling or cheering. Oh, I wish I could make you see how
much my mind is at this moment like a rayless dungeon, with one
shrinking fear fettered in its depths—the fear of being persuaded
by you to attempt what I cannot accomplish!”
“I have an answer for you—hear it. I have watched you ever
since we first met: I have made you my study for ten months. I
have proved you in that time by sundry tests: and what have I seen
and elicited? In the village school I found you could perform well,
punctually, uprightly, labour uncongenial to your habits and
inclinations; I saw you could perform it with capacity and tact: you
could win while you controlled. In the calm with which you learnt
you had become suddenly rich, I read a mind clear of the vice of
Demas:—lucre had no undue power over you. In the resolute
readiness with which you cut your wealth into four shares,
keeping but one to yourself, and relinquishing the three others to
the claim of abstract justice, I recognised a soul that revelled in the
flame and excitement of sacrifice. In the tractability with which, at
my wish, you forsook a study in which you were interested, and
adopted another because it interested me; in the untiring assiduity
with which you have since persevered in it—in the unflagging
energy and unshaken temper with which you have met its
difficulties—I acknowledge the complement of the qualities I seek.
Jane, you are docile, diligent, disinterested, faithful, constant, and
courageous; very gentle, and very heroic: cease to mistrust
yourself—I can trust you unreservedly. As a conductress of Indian
schools, and a helper amongst Indian women, your assistance will
be to me invaluable.”
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My iron shroud contracted round me; persuasion advanced
with slow sure step. Shut my eyes as I would, these last words of
his succeeded in making the way, which had seemed blocked up,
comparatively clear. My work, which had appeared so vague, so
hopelessly diffuse, condensed itself as he proceeded, and assumed
a definite form under his shaping hand. He waited for an answer. I
demanded a quarter of an hour to think, before I again hazarded a
reply.
“Very willingly,” he rejoined; and rising, he strode a little
distance up the pass, threw himself down on a swell of heath, and
there lay still.
“I can do what he wants me to do: I am forced to see and
acknowledge that,” I meditated,—“that is, if life be spared me. But
I feel mine is not the existence to be long protracted under an
Indian sun. What then? He does not care for that: when my time
came to die, he would resign me, in all serenity and sanctity, to the
God who gave me. The case is very plain before me. In leaving
England, I should leave a loved but empty land—Mr. Rochester is
not there; and if he were, what is, what can that ever be to me? My
business is to live without him now: nothing so absurd, so weak as
to drag on from day to day, as if I were waiting some imposs