nd soft manners," remarked Olympias.

"Nay, he shall have such hair as shall please God," said Heliet, more
gravely. "But he must be gentle and loving, above all to the weak and
sorrowful: a true knight, to whom every woman is a holy thing, to be
guarded and tended with care. He must put full affiance in God, and
love Him supremely: and next, me; and below that, all other. He must
not fear danger, yet without fool-hardiness; but he must fear disgrace,
and fear and hate sin. He must be true to himself, and must aim at
making of himself the best man that ever he can. He must not be afraid
of ridicule, or of being thought odd. He must have firm convictions,
and be ready to draw sword for them, without looking to see whether
other men be on the same side or not. His heart must be open to all
misery, his brain to all true and innocent knowledge, his hand ready to
redress every wrong not done to himself. For his enemies he must have
forgiveness; for his friends, unswerving constancy: for all men,
courtesy."

"And that is thy model man? _Ha, jolife_!" cried Elaine. "Why, I could
not stand a month of him."

"I am afraid he would be rather soft and flat," said Diana, with a curl
of her lip.

"No, I don't think that," answered Roisia. "But I should like to know
where Heliet expects to find him."

"Do give his address, Heliet!" said Elaine, laughing.

"Ah! I never knew but one that answered to that description," was
Heliet's reply.

"_Ha, jolife_!" cried Elaine, clapping her hands. "Now for his name! I
hope I know him--but I am sure I don't."

"You all know His name," said Heliet, gravely. "How many of us know
_Him_? For indeed, I know of no such man that ever lived, except only
Jesus Christ our Lord."

There was no answer. A hush seemed to have fallen on the whole party,
which was at last broken by Olympias.

"Well, but--thou knowest we cannot have Him."

"Pardon me, I know no such thing," answered Heliet, in the same soft,
grave tone. "Does not the Psalmist say, `_Portio mea, Domine_'? [Note
1] And does not Solomon say, `_Dilectus meus mihi_?' [Note 2.] Is it
not the very glory of His infinitude, that all who are His can have all
of Him?"

"Where did Heliet pick up these queer notions?" said Diana under her
breath.

"She goes to such extremes!" Elaine whispered back.

"But all that means to go into the cloister," replied Olympias in a
discontented tone.

"Nay," said Heliet, taking up her