Love and Mr. Lewisham

al congregation. It was a prominent position, and made him feel painfully conspicuous, except in moods of exceptional vanity, when he used to imagine that all these people wer

church, as he fancied to do so would be to meet the collective eye of the congregation regarding hi

t in its dark hair came with a strange effect of mingled freshness and familiarity. She looked at him calmly! He felt very awkward, and was for cutting his new acquaintance. Then hesitated, and raised his hat with a jerk as if to Mrs. Frobi

y glanced up at the gallery, and afterwards as he knelt to pray he peeped betwee

rried him away, and particularly the effect of many voices in unison whirled him off from almost any state of mind to a fine massive emotionality. And the evening service at Whortley church--at the evening service surplices were worn--the chanting and singing, the vague brilliance of the numerous candle flames, t

eme of Faith, Hope, and Charity, and having each verse ending wit

an ... ish in

... tied in

will shine mo

fore giv

Lewisham looked down across the chancel

s of faces below there came with almost overwhelming force upon him, an

oss his mind, pouring over it with the cadence of the hymn and sending a tide of pink in sympathy across his forehead. The rest of the service

siding into their seats, and himself still standing, rapt. He sat down spas

s in the hope of overtaking her. They pushed through the throng of dim people going homeward. Should he raise his hat to her again?... But it was Susie

m and sat before the upturned box on which his Butler's Analogy was spread open. He did not go to the formality of

a writing not unlike that of Frobisher ii., and after some maidenly hesitation pressed this treasur

lled him thric

house. He selected the only lit window as hers. Behind the blind, Mrs. Frobisher, thirty-eight, was busy with her curl-papers--she used papers because they were better for the hair--and disc

est part of half an hour, until it vanished and left the house black and bl

n wound up. He jumped out of bed at once and alighted upon his best trousers amorphously dropped on the floor instead of methodically cast over a chair. As he soaped his head he tried, according to his rules of revision, to rem

ered. He remembered the thing as a bald discovery, and without a touch of emotion. Wit

inctly. There had been no ove

staring for a space, and then began looking about absent-mindedly f