Men will prophesy great things for him--they do so now.

But nothing they prophesy, Davy, keeps pace with his resolve." "How does thee know these things ?" His question was one of wonder and surprise.

He had never before seen in her this sharp discernment and criticism.
"How know I, Davy?
I know him by studying thee.

What thee is not he is.
What he is thee is not." The last beams of the sun sent a sudden glint of yellow to the green at their feet from the western hills, rising far over and above the lower hills of the village, making a wide ocean of light, at the bottom of which lay the Meeting-house and the Cloistered House, and the Red Mansion with the fruited wall, and all the others, like dwellings at the bottom of a golden sea.

David's eyes were on the distance, and the far-seeing look was in his face which had so deeply impressed Faith in the Meeting-house, by which she had read his future.
"And shall I not also go on ?" he asked.
"How far, who can tell ?" There was a plaintive note in her voice--the unavailing and sad protest of the maternal spirit, of the keeper of the nest, who sees the brood fly safely away, looking not back.
"What does thee see for me afar, Faith ?" His look was eager.
"The will of God, which shall be done," she said with a sudden resolution, and stood up.