And, bowing to her, he hastened along the river brink after the minister.

He at length saw his friend before him, leaning over the gate which led from the private path into a lane, his cheek resting on the palm of his hand with every outward sign of abstraction.

He was not conscious of Somerset's presence till the latter touched him on the shoulder.
Never was a reconciliation effected more readily.

When Somerset said that, fearing his motives might be misconstrued, he had followed to assure the minister of his goodwill and esteem, Mr.Woodwell held out his hand, and proved his friendliness in return by preparing to have the controversy on their religious differences over again from the beginning, with exhaustive detail.

Somerset evaded this with alacrity, and once having won his companion to other subjects he found that the austere man had a smile as pleasant as an infant's on the rare moments when he indulged in it; moreover, that he was warmly attached to Miss Power.
'Though she gives me more trouble than all the rest of the Baptist church in this district,' he said, 'I love her as my own daughter.