"Julian Felsenburgh!" There was a world of sudden passion in his gentle voice, and Oliver's own heart responded.
"I know, sir," he said; "I know all that you mean." "Oh! to have a Saviour at last!" cried Francis.

"One that can be seen and handled and praised to His Face! It is like a dream--too good to be true!" Oliver glanced at the clock, and rose abruptly, holding out his hand.
"Forgive me, sir.

I must not stay.

You have touched me very deeply....

I will speak to Snowford.