But there are many kinds of fear, Jack." John was silent, and the rector waited.

Then the boy broke out, "Leila told me last week I was a coward." "Indeed! Leila told you that! That wasn't like her, Jack.

Why did she say it ?" This was a friendly hearer, whose question John had invited.

To-day the human relief of confession was great to the boy.

He told the story, in bits, carefully, as if to have it exact were essential.