bundance of Thy grace.' Then he turned
his head slowly on the pillow, and what one could see of his face
seemed transformed. He said: 'Now I remember it, and the music is
this'; and his hands moved on the bedclothes, as if forming chords.
Then, in a very low voice, but quite clearly, he repeated the second
verse of the VENI, CREATOR SPIRITUS. I knew it, because I used to sing
it as a chorister in my father's church at home. You remember?"

"'Enable with perpetual light
The dulness of our blinded sight.
Anoint and cheer our soiled face
With the abundance of Thy grace.
Keep far our foes; give peace at home;
Where Thou art Guide, no ill can come.'"

"It was the most touching thing I ever heard."

The doctor paused, for Jane had buried her face in her hands and was
sobbing convulsively. When her sobs grew less violent, the doctor's
quiet voice continued: "You see, this gave me something to go upon.
When a crash such as this happens, all a man has left to hold on to is
his religion. According as his spiritual side has been developed, will
his physical side stand the strain. Dalmain has more of the real thing
than any one would think who only knew him superficially. Well, after
that we talked quite definitely, and I persuaded him to agree to one or
two important arrangements. You know, he has no relations of his own,
to speak of; just a few cousins, who have never been very friendly. He
is quite alone up there; for, though he has hosts of friends, this is a
time when friends would have to be very intimate to be admitted; and
though he seemed so boyish and easy to know, I begin to doubt whether
any of us knew the real Garth--the soul of the man, deep down beneath
the surface."

Jane lifted her head. "I did," she said simply.

"Ah," said the doctor, "I see. Well, as I said, ordinary friends could
not be admitted. Lady Ingleby went, in her sweet impulsive way, without
letting them know she was coming; travelled all the way up from
Shenstone with no maid, and nothing but a handbag, and arrived at the
door in a fly. Robert Mackenzie, the local medical man, who is an
inveterate misogynist, feared at first she was an unsuspected wife of
Dal's. He seemed to think unannounced ladies arriving in hired vehicles
must necessarily turn out to be undesirable wives. I gather they had a
somewhat funny scene. But Lady Ingleby soon got round old Robbie, and
came near to charming him--as whom does she not? But