Failing the attainment of greatness, the next best thing is to dedicate a new life to a patron saint who has won the reward of those who endure to the end.

For two years more life in the glebe house was rapturously happy.

Such bliss has in it, no doubt, an element of sin, and it is not good that it should endure.

This was to be seen afterwards in calmer times, though hardly at the moment when the break came.

There was a hope of a second child, a delightful time of expectation; then an accident, the blighting of the hope, and in a few days the death of Mrs.
Conneally.