theirsoothingsileneverseekoutordwellupohousandpeacefuldelightstheycouldyield.

    Inunicativeashewas,sometimeelapsedbeforeIhadanopportunityofgauginghismind.IfirstgotanideaofitscalibrewhenIheardhimpreahisownchurchatMorton.IwishIcoulddescribethatsermon:butitispastmypower.Iotevenrenderfaithfullytheeffectitprodue.

    Itbegancalm—andindeed,asfarasdeliveryandpitchofvoit,itwascalmtotheend:anearlyfelt,yetstrictlyrestrainedzealbreathedsooniinctats,andpromptedthenervouslanguage.Thisgrewtoforpressed,densed,trolled.Theheartwasthrilled,themindastonished,bythepowerofthepreacher:herweresoftehroughouttherewasastraerness;anabsenceofsolatentleness;sternallusionstoCalvinisticdoes—ele,predestination,reprobation—werefrequent;andeachreferehesepointssoundedlikeasentencepronouncedfordoom.Whenhehaddone,insteadoffeelier,calmer,moreenlightenedbyhisdiscourse,Iexperieninexpressiblesadness;foritseemedtome—Iknownotwhetherequallysotoothers—thattheeloqueowhichIhadbeenlisteninghadsprungfromadepthwherelayturbiddregsofdisappoi—wheremovedtroublingimpulsesofinsatiateyearningsanddisquietingaspirations.IwassureSt.JohnRivers—pure-lived,stious,zealousashewas—hadfoundthatpeaceofGodwhichpassethalluanding:hehadnomorefoundit,Ithought,thanhadIwithmycealedandragregretsformybrokenidolandlostelysium—regretstowhichIhavelatterlyavoidedreferring,butwhichpossessedmeandtyrannisedovermeruthlessly.

    Meantimeamonthwasgone.DianaandMaryweresoontoleaveMoorHouse,aurntothefardifferentlifeandsewhichawaitedthem,asgovernessesin