Instinct after instinct was answered by doctrine after doctrine.

Or, to vary the metaphor, I was like one who had advanced into a hostile country to take one high fortress.

And when that fort had fallen the whole country surrendered and turned solid behind me.

The whole land was lit up, as it were, back to the first fields of my childhood.

All those blind fancies of boyhood which in the fourth chapter I have tried in vain to trace on the darkness, became suddenly transparent and sane.