Next day he was out, as well and strong as ever, busy with the affairs of his office.

Nor was he less happy on account of what the little adventure had cast into his experience.

It is good to feel that one has done an unselfish deed, and no young man's heart repels the freshness of what comes to him when a beautiful girl first enters his life.
Naturally enough Alice had some thoughts of Beverley while she was so attentively caring for Father Beret.

She had never before seen a man like him, nor had she read of one.

Compared with Rene de Ronville, the best youth of her acquaintance, he was in every way superior; this was too evident for analysis; but referred to the romantic standard taken out of the novels she had read, he somehow failed; and yet he loomed bravely in her vision, not exactly a knight of the class she had most admired, still unquestionably a hero of large proportions.
Beverley stepped in for a few minutes every day to see Father Beret, involuntarily lengthening his visit by a sliding ratio as he became better acquainted.