Even now there were many of the members among those who had not taken the pledge, who regarded the whole movement as Mrs.Winslow did, in the nature of a fanatical interpretation of Christian duty, and looked for the return of the old normal condition.

Meanwhile the whole body of disciples was under the influence of the Spirit, and the pastor went his way that summer, doing his parish work in great joy, keeping up his meetings with the railroad men as he had promised Alexander Powers, and daily growing into a better knowledge of the Master.
Early one afternoon in August, after a day of refreshing coolness following a long period of heat, Jasper Chase walked to his window in the apartment house on the avenue and looked out.
On his desk lay a pile of manuscript.

Since that evening when he had spoken to Rachel Winslow he had not met her.

His singularly sensitive nature--sensitive to the point of extreme irritability when he was thwarted--served to thrust him into an isolation that was intensified by his habits as an author.
All through the heat of summer he had been writing.

His book was nearly done now.