She listened and applauded with a heart that renewed itself in all good resolves of devotion.

Even when Bernal talked of himself, he made her feel that she had been unjust to Allan.
Little by little she drew many things from him--the story of his journeyings and of his still more intricate mental wanderings.

And it thrilled her to think he had come back with a message--even though he already doubted himself.

Sometimes he would be jocular about it and again hot with a passion to express himself.
"Nance," he said on another night, "when you have a real faith in God a dead man is a miracle not less than a living--and a live man dying is quite as wondrous as a dead man living.

Do you know, I was staggered one day by discovering that the earth didn't give way when I stepped on it?
The primitive man knowing little of physics doesn't know that a child's hand could move the earth through space--but for a certain mysterious resistance.