He stood there a few minutes, but the golden June day was dim, and there was a tightening in his throat that kept him silent.

When he came back to the bedside, he stood, looking down at the sick man, without speaking.

Mr.Denner was embarrassed.
"I did not mean to pain you," he said.
"William," the rector answered, "have I made religion so worthless?
Have I held it so weakly that you feel that it cannot help you now ?" "Oh, not at all," responded Mr.Denner, "not at all.

I have the greatest respect for it,--I fear I expressed myself awkwardly,--the greatest respect; I fully appreciate its value, I might say its necessity, in the community.

But--but if you please, Archibald, since you have kindly come to tell me of this--change, I should like to speak of it in our ordinary way; to approach the subject as men of the world.