There was a light still burning there, and cheerful voices were heard.

He opened the door; Alice, her daughter, and Coulson stood as if awaiting him.

Hester's wet cloak hung on a chair before the fire; she had her hood on, for she and Coulson had been to the watch-night.
The solemn excitement of the services had left its traces upon her countenance and in her mind.

There was a spiritual light in her usually shadowed eyes, and a slight flush on her pale cheek.

Merely personal and self-conscious feelings were merged in a loving good-will to all her fellow-creatures.