I am so glad you have enjoyed yourself," and Dinah dismissed him with her gentle smile.
Malcolm was rather disappointed with the vicar's sermon the next day.
It was learned, and full of quotations from the Fathers, but he could not but perceive that it was perfectly unsuited to a village congregation.

"Can these dry bones live ?" he thought, as they came out into the sunny churchyard.
Mr.Carlyon had read the service.

His manner had been extremely reverent and devout, but Malcolm found his delivery unpleasing.

The peculiarity in his speech was very noticeable in the reading-desk, and there was no clearness of articulation.
"I am not versed in phonology," he said reluctantly, when Elizabeth asked him a little anxiously about Mr.Carlyon's reading, "but I know you would not have questioned me if you did not want to know my real opinion.

I think it is rather a pity that Mr.Carlyon has not taken elocution lessons." "You are quite right," she returned quietly.