"This isn't quite the time
to call, I'm afraid. But the fact is that I want some advice."
"Quite so," said his host.
"I'm not a very modest man," said Ronder, laughing. "In fact, to tell you
the truth, I don't believe very much in modesty. But there _are_
times when it's just as well to admit one's incompetence. This is one of
them--"
"Why, really, Canon," said Bentinck-Major, wishing to give the poor man
encouragement.
"No, but I mean what I say. I don't consider myself a stupid man, but when
one comes fresh into a place like this there are many things that one
_can't_ know, and that one must learn from some one wiser than
oneself if one's to do any good."
"Oh, really, Canon," Bentinck-Major repeated. "If there's anything I can
do--".
"There is. It isn't so much about the actual details of the work that I
want your advice. Hart-Smith has left things in excellent condition, and I
only hope that I shall be able to keep everything as straight as he has
done. What I really want from you is some sort of bird's-eye view as to
the whole situation. The Chapter, for instance.
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