CHAPTER XI.
"I heard your sermon this morning,' said Philip's guest while Mrs.
Strong was removing the small table to the dining-room.
"Did you ?" asked Philip, because he could not think of anything wiser to say.
"Yes," said the strange visitor, simply.

He was so silent after saying this one word that Philip did what he never was in the habit of doing.
He always shrank back sensitively from asking for an opinion of his preaching from any one except his wife.

But now he could not help saying: "What did you think of it ?" "It was one of the best sermons I ever heard.

But somehow it did not sound sincere." "What!" exclaimed Philip, almost angrily.

If there was one thing he felt sure about, it was the sincerity of his preaching.