As far as his flock knew, the sorrow which had come to him in his youth only gave him a peculiar sympathy for peculiar troubles.

To all in sorrow the Rector was the best of friends, but if the case was one where hearts were touched, if that love which binds a man to a woman was in any way the cause of the distress, then the Rector was indeed aroused to give of his best to comfort and assist.
On the evening after her strange interview with Josephine Hart, Beatrice put on her hat, and coming down to her mother where she sat as usual in the pleasant drawing-room, told her that she was going to see Mr.
Ingram.
"It is rather late to-night, surely, child ?" "No, mother, it is not too late.

I want particularly to see Mr.Ingram to-night." "Are you well, Bee?
Your voice sounds tired." "I am quite well, dear mother.

Kiss me.

I won't stay longer away than I can help." She left the house.