He paused as he looked from one to the other, till his eyes rested on Gwen's face.

I was startled, as I believe he was, too, at the smile that parted her lips, so evidently saying: "Yes, but how much better I know than you." "Yes," he went on, after a pause, answering her smile, "you all know better than I that his work among you will not pass away with his removal, but endure while you live," and the smile on Gwen's face grew brighter.

"And now you must not grudge him his reward and his rest.

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and his home." And Bill, nodding his head slowly, said under his breath, "That's so." Then they sang that hymn of the dawning glory of Immanuel's land,--Lady Charlotte playing the organ and The Duke leading with clear, steady voice verse after verse.