Shame seemed to crush her down to the earth; shame, the precursor of saving penitence--at least, John thought so.

He quitted the room, leaving her to the ministry of his other self, his wife.

As he sat down with me, and told me in a few words what indeed I had already more than half guessed, I could not but notice the expression of his own face.

And I recognized how a man can be at once righteous to judge, tender to pity, and strong to save; a man the principle of whose life is, as John's was--that it should be made "conformable to the image" of Him, who was Himself on earth the image of God.
Ursula came out and called her husband.

They talked some time together.