His imagination was wandering over it too often when his pen was travelling almost of itself along the weary parallels of the page before him.

All at once a blinding flash would come over him the lines of his sermon would run together, the fresh manuscript would shrivel like a dead leaf, and the rows of hard-hearted theology on the shelves before him, and the broken-backed Concordance, and the Holy Book itself, would fade away as he gave himself up to the enchantment of his delirious dream.
The reader will probably consider it a discreet arrangement that pretty Susan Posey should seek her pastor in grave company.

Mrs.Hopkins willingly consented to the arrangement which had been proposed, and agreed to go with the young lady on her visit to the Rev.Mr.Stoker's study.

They were both arrayed in their field-day splendors on this occasion.

Susan was lovely in her light curls and blue ribbons, and the becoming dress which could not help betraying the modestly emphasized crescendos and gently graded diminuendos of her figure.