Helen Crawford is a pearl among women; but even if I wanted a wife, she is unfit for my helpmate.

When I took my curacy in the East End of London I counted the cost.

Not for the fairest of the daughters of men would I desert my first love--the Christ-work to which I have solemnly dedicated my life." His voice fell almost to a whisper, but the outward, upward glance of the inspired eyes completely disconcerted the aggressive old chieftain.

His supposed enemy, in some intangible way, had escaped him, and he felt keenly his own mistake.

He was glad to see Colin coming; it gave him an opportunity of escaping honorably from a conversation which had been very humiliating to him.