Lost, with her decayed relative, in her dim suburban world, she came to the surface for him in distant places.

She was really the priestess of his altar, and whenever he quitted England he committed it to her keeping.

She proved to him afresh that women have more of the spirit of religion than men; he felt his fidelity pale and faint in comparison with hers.

He often said to her that since he had so little time to live he rejoiced in her having so much; so glad was he to think she would guard the temple when he should have been called.

He had a great plan for that, which of course he told her too, a bequest of money to keep it up in undiminished state.