nate, said at once:

"Cousin Alida, just give me five minutes, will you?"

"Ten, twenty, sixty, my dear, if you want them."

"I have just left Mrs. Filmer."

"Has she made you feel like a flayed woman in a furze bush?"

"She was very nice to me. She is wretched about Rose."

"I should think she ought to be."

"I can see that she fears Rose is----"

"Drinking too much. Don't mince the words, Yanna. They are ugly enough
to make one hate the sin they describe."

"Her mother thinks she is too solitary. She is going to make her go to
church, and she hopes that you will stand by her in society."

"I will do nothing of the kind."

"Dear cousin, if she has a quiet little dinner party, and her mother
and Harry and I are present, I am sure you will also go."

"No! I shall not!"

"She is such a foolish, spoiled woman; it is not worth your while
remembering her rudeness to you."

"I care nothing about her rudeness to me. It is her treatment of
Antony I resent. I shall not countenance her in any way until she
confesses her sin to her husband, and he forgives her. If Antony can
forgive her, I suppose I may try and endure her."

"Dear cousin----"

"Nonsense, Yanna! You know me well enough to understand that having
made up my mind on this subject, I shall not unmake it for any other
terms but the ones I have accepted as reasonable and right.
Confession, my dear, and then forgiveness. Everything must be done in
its proper order. Do you not find me in a remarkably happy temper? Do
you not want to know the reason? Harry has been here this morning, and
he has told me a very wonderful story. I don't know when I have been
so pleased. I have been saying to myself ever since that there is no
change in Our Redeemer. The world outgrows its creeds, but it is still
blessedly true that they who 'seek for Him with all their heart find
Him.' My dear, I feel to-day that there is a God. I always know it,
but to-day I feel it. That is the reason I am so happy. I like that
woman Hannah Young. I am going this day to the Salvation Army
Headquarters to find her. The devil gave her the means to make her
mother and sisters happy; and I intend to show her that God can do
more, and better, than the devil."

"Have you no pity for Rose?"

"Not for Rose proud and wicked and unrepentant. When Rose is sorry for
her sins, when God forgives her, I shall have no right to be angry.
And what do you ask me to do? The worst possible thing for a woman