Miss Eliza Pratt, listening in rapt attention to Mr.Tryan's evening lecture, no doubt found evangelical channels for vanity and egoism; but she was clearly in moral advance of Miss Phipps giggling under her feathers at old Mr.Crewe's peculiarities of enunciation.

And even elderly fathers and mothers, with minds, like Mrs.
Linnet's, too tough to imbibe much doctrine, were the better for having their hearts inclined towards the new preacher as a messenger from God.
They became ashamed, perhaps, of their evil tempers, ashamed of their worldliness, ashamed of their trivial, futile past.

The first condition of human goodness is something to love; the second, something to reverence.

And this latter precious gift was brought to Milby by Mr.
Tryan and Evangelicalism.
Yes, the movement was good, though it had that mixture of folly and evil which often makes what is good an offence to feeble and fastidious minds, who want human actions and characters riddled through the sieve of their own ideas, before they can accord their sympathy or admiration.

Such minds, I daresay, would have found Mr.Tryan's character very much in need of that riddling process.