The sight of Janet standing there with the entire absence of self-consciousness which belongs to a new and vivid impression, made him start and pause a little.

Their eyes met, and they looked at each other gravely for a few moments.

Then they bowed, and Mr.
Tryan passed out.
There is a power in the direct glance of a sincere and loving human soul, which will do more to dissipate prejudice and kindle charity than the most elaborate arguments.

The fullest exposition of Mr.Tryan's doctrine might not have sufficed to convince Janet that he had not an odious self-complacency in believing himself a peculiar child of God; but one direct, pathetic look of his had dissociated him with that conception for ever.
This happened late in the autumn, not long before Sally Martin died.
Janet mentioned her new impression to no one, for she was afraid of arriving at a still more complete contradiction of her former ideas.

We have all of us considerable regard for our past self, and are not fond of casting reflections on that respected individual by a total negation of his opinions.