the jaw had fallen.
"Gone," said Grace quietly.
Frank paused, awe-struck.
"Go on, sir," said she, in a low voice.

"He hears it all more clearly than he ever did before." And by the dead man's side Frank finished the Communion Service.
Grace rose when it was over, kissed the calm forehead, and went out without a word.
"Tom," said Frank, in a whisper, "come into the next room with me." Tom hardly heard the tone in which the words were spoken, or he would perhaps have answered otherwise than he did.
"My father takes the Communion," said he, half to himself.

"At least, it is a beautiful old--" Howsoever the sentence would have been finished, Tom stopped short-- "Hey ?--What does that mean ?" "At last ?" gasped Frank, gently enough.

"Excuse me!" He was bowed almost double, crushing Thurnall's arm in the fierce gripe of pain.

"Pish!-- Hang it!--Impossible!--There, you are all right now!" "For the time.