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But in those days in which he had been beaten like a
shuttlecock between the Stanburys and the Frenches, he had lost his
head and had done he knew not what. 'Those whom the God chooses to
destroy, he first maddens,' said Mr Gibson to himself of himself,
throwing himself back upon early erudition and pagan philosophy. Then
he looked across to the river Exe, and thought that there was hardly
water enough there to cover the multiplicity of his sorrows.
But something must be done. He had proceeded so far in forming a
resolution, as he reached St. David's Church on his return homewards.
His sagacious friend had told him that as soon as he had altered his
mind, he was bound to let the lady know of it without delay. 'You must
remember,' said the sagacious friend, 'that you will owe her much very
much.' Mr Gibson was perplexed in his mind when he reflected how much
he might possibly be made to owe her if she should decide on appealing
to a jury of her countrymen for justice. But anything would be better
than his home at St.


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