From this position he could look down into the garden and premises near the house.

He could follow with his eye the broad path where Rachel and he had so often walked together, and their conversation seemed to come before him with the greatest distinctness.
For a long time he stood there gazing, until he felt strong again in his resolve.

What would he not have given to have seen her, if only for a moment! But he felt he could not approach the house.

He would not allow any other feeling to mingle with the holy determination with which his thoughts were filled, and with an heroic effort he turned away, and bent his steps towards the town.

His mind had now regained its former tone.
The church was filled to overflowing that Sunday on which Mr.Johnsen was to preach his first sermon.