Then there were the echoes--those cavernous echoes were grand! What was that passage in Job, Effie, that I used to say they reminded me of ?" "'The pillars of heaven tremble, and are astonished at His reproof ...
The thunder of His power, who can understand ?'" replied Effie Challoner reverently.
"That's it!" he replied.

"I opine that Job was pretty correct in his ideas--don't you, reverend sir ?" turning to Father Paul.
The priest nodded, and held up his finger warningly.
"That lady--Mrs.Everard--is going to sing or play, I think," he observed.

"Shall we not keep silence ?" I looked towards Amy in some surprise.

I knew she sang very prettily, but I had thought she was rendered too nervous by the storm to do aught but sit quiet in her chair.

However, there she was at the piano, and in another moment her fresh, sweet mezzo-soprano rang softly through the room in Tosti's plaintive song, "Good-bye!" We listened, but none of us moved from the open window where we still inhaled what air there was, and watched the lowering sky.
"Hush! a voice from the far-away, 'Listen and learn,' it seems to say; 'All the to-morrows shall be as to-day,'" sang Amy with pathetic sweetness.