I thank you out of my heart for the love you have shown me.

It means more than words can express." And Philip leaned back with a wearied look on his face, which, nevertheless, revealed his deep satisfaction at the thought of such friendship as this man had for him.
He was getting exhausted with the interview, following so soon on his illness of the night before.

The visitor was quick to notice it, and after a warm clasp of hands he went away.

Philip, lying there alone while his wife was busy downstairs, lived an age in a few minutes.

All his life so far in Milton, the events of his preaching and his experiences in the church, his contact with the workmen, his evident influence over them, the thought of what they would feel in case he left Milton to accept this new work, the dissatisfaction at the thought of an unaccomplished work abandoned, the thought of the exultation of the whiskey men--all this and much more surged in and out of his mind and heart like heavy tides of a heaving ocean as it rushes into some deep fissure and then flows back again with noise and power.