"A way must be found. And let it not be that easy way which will most utterly defeat your honest purpose. The knots of the State are to be unravelled,not cut with the sword."
Cromwell smiled sadly, and his long face had for the moment a curious look of a puzzled child.
"I believe you to be a godly man, friend Nicholas.But I fear your soul is much overlaid with worldly things, and you lean too much on frail understanding.I, too, am without clearness. I assent to your wisdom,but I cannot think it concludes the matter. In truth,we have come in this dark hour to the end of fleshly reasonings. It cannot be that the great marvels which the Lord has shown us can end in barrenness. His glorious dispensations must have an honest fruition,for His arm is not shortened."