Presently a child was born in the parsonage, and for a little while the young mother's attention was satisfactorily engaged at home.

The child was a girl and received the name of Maud.
Paul Enderby struggled to bate no jot of his former activity, but a change was obvious to all.

No less obvious the reason of it.

Mrs.
Enderby's reckless extravagance had soon involved her husband in great difficulties.

He was growing haggard; his health was failing; his activity shrank within the narrowest possible limits; he shunned men's gaze.
Yet all at once there happened something which revived much of his old zeal, and, in spite of everything, brought him once more prominently forward.