it's all so beautiful ...
the church bells ...

my mother!" * * * * * He understood, then, what had precipitated this crisis and broken down the girl's reserve.

It was, in fact, exactly that same appeal which holds a gallery breathless and tearful in the last act of a Surrey-side melodrama--the combination of Sunday quiet, a sunset, church bells, associations and human relationships; and Gertie's little suburban soul responded to it as a bell to a bell-rope.

It was this kind of thing that stood to her for holiness and peace and purity, and it had gone clean through her heart.

And he understood, too, that it was his presence that had allowed her to break down.