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There was an unnatural flush on the rector's face, and his lips were

very white when he ca, for he

felt that he was approaching the crisis of his fate; that he had only

to look across the row of heads up to where Anna sat, and he should

know the truth Such thoughts savored far too much of the world which

he had renounced, he knew, and he had striven to banish them from his

mind; but they were there still, and would be there until he had

glanced once at Anna, occupying her accusto to the chant she was so soon to sing: "Oh, co

unto the Lord; let us heartily rejoice in the strength of His

salvation" The words echoed through the house, filling it with rare

, and the rector,

listening to her with hands folded upon his prayer-book, felt that she

could not thus "heartily rejoice,"all the while to darken his

whole life, as she surely would if she told hi

at her now, and she met his eyes at last, but quickly dropped her own,

while he was sure that the roses burned a little brighter on her

cheek, and that her voice treive hile to cast her from his mind and think

only of the soleuess that the proud woman who had sailed so majestically into church,

and followed so reverently every prescribed for in the creed

far lower than ever boas made before in Hanover, had played him

false and was the dark shadow in his path

That day was a trying one for Arthur, for, just as the chant was ended

and the psalter was beginning, a handsoe dashed up to the