CHAPTER IV.
ANNA Better to feel a love within Than be lovely to the sight! Better a homely tenderness Than beauty's wild delight! -- MACDONALD.
Malcolm often spent a night at Queen's Gate; he made a point of never refusing his mother's invitations, and would even put off an engagement if she needed him.

On this occasion he had promised to remain two nights.
A meeting on behalf of a college in Japan, for training; native candidates for holy orders, was to be held at 27 Queen's Gate that evening, and some excellent speakers--women as well as men--had been announced for that occasion.

Mrs.Herrick thought the whole subject would appeal to Malcolm, and in this she was not wrong.

Hitherto he had fought shy of zenana meetings, barmaid associations, working girls' clubs, open-air spaces, and people's parks, and even cabmen's shelters and drinking fountains.
"They were all good and worthy objects," he had observed to Anna, and he could have tackled them singly, but not when they were piled on ad nauseum.

But the Japanese college had been largely discussed in his special circle, and also in the paper of which he was the editor--the Times had even devoted one of its columns to the subject; and Mrs.
Herrick had been secretly much gratified by Malcolm's readiness to be present.
"The Bishop will be with us," she said, with an inflexion of pride in her tone; "he is over here just now on account of his wife's health, and has promised to take the chair." Then Malcolm signified his perfect willingness to make his Lordship's acquaintance, and to listen to any amount of speeches; and Mrs.Herrick had gone to her bed that night a happy woman.
Why could not Malcolm be always like that?
she thought, and then she sighed gently as she took her Bible in her hand.
It opened of its own accord at Samuel's childhood and Hannah's solemn dedication of her first-born; no passages in the well-read book had been more frequently perused.
Of all the characters of holy writ, this Jewish mother appealed most forcibly to her imagination: the little coat brought year by year to the Temple child, the precious sacrifice and oblation made in gratitude for an answered prayer, the pride and joy of the mother's heart, as she stood in the court of the women and saw her boy ministering in his fair linen ephod, seemed to touch her irresistibly, and in her secret soul she had envied Hannah.
The evening was to be devoted to this important meeting, but the next day Malcolm had promised to take Anna for an outing--it would be her birthday--and already they had made and rejected many plans.