Their old sincerely felt admiration and awe of their preacher was gone.

The moment they became his critics, they ceased to feel his superiority.

Disapproval was power, and their freedom from the trammels of respect made them cruel.

But the outcry of John's conscience made him deaf to smaller things.

He sat bending forward, his hands locked together, and the vein in his forehead standing out like whip-cord; his lips were white and compressed.
Mr.Dean got on his feet again, with much less embarrassment in his manner.