The men who preached it were themselves the very last to guide human souls; they were of coarsest fibre, without a note of music in them, fit only for the world's grosser purposes.

And they presumed to attack the ministry of Christ! It was good, all that he had to say on that point, the better that it made two or three of his hearers feel a little sore and indignant.

Yet, as a whole, the lecture appealed to but one of the audience.

Gilbert Grail heard it with emotion, and carried it away in his heart.

To the others it was little more than the sounding of brass and the tinkling of cymbals.
To-night--Friday--he was going to Grail's.