The Shadow Portrait
“The following Sunday, as Phil Winslow came out of the storefront church, George Camrose pulled him aside. “If you’ve got a little time, Phil, I’d like to talk with you.”
“Why, of course, George.”
“Go back to my study. I’ll be there shortly.”
“Right.”
Waiting in the small study, Phil looked over the books that lined the walls. He had picked out a volume of sermons by Charles Haddon Spurgeon and was reading it with interest when an agitated Camrose came in. “Always liked to read Spurgeon,” remarked Phil, replacing the book.
“Probably the greatest preacher of the century,” George said, but his mind was not on the merits of Spurgeon. He paced the floor nervously for a moment, then turned to Phil, his face tense. “Did you hear what happened when Barney Winslow spoke at the evening service earlier this week?”
“No. I wish I could have been here.
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