"It was a mistake," he said, slowly, dully. "Yes." Still she waited. He looked up, and she strove to read his face in vain. Sad it was, and set, and yet there was a light there too. He took her hands gently in his. "Kathleen," he said earnestly, "God knows what I think of you. I can work now. Good-bye, dear." She raised her eyes to his--mystified and anxious. He answered them, very gently, but with a firmness there was no gainsaying. "You are famous," he said; "when I have made a name I will come to you. Will you wait, Kitty?" "For ever, Hugh," she answered, understanding him so well that that was all she said. He bent and kissed her hands. * * * * * She knelt at the side of his bed, heedless of the presence of the nurse at the other end of the room, and her tears wetted his hand. The right hand and arm were swathed in bandages. He smiled sadly as he looked at her. "I am a failure," he said. "Ah, no, no! All England is ringing with your name. Hugh"--she raised a face all alight with a proud joy--"you are famous now!" A little flush rose to his white face. "Pshaw!" he said, "rescuing a woman and a few children from being burnt to death. Anyone would have done it." "Ah, no, Hugh! Brave men shrank from that awful sea and burning ship!" He was silent, looking at his bandaged hand. "I must learn to write with my left hand," he said. She bent nearer. "Let me write for you," she whispered; "let me finish your book, Hugh, while you dictate it to me. I do not sing now in public, you know." "Yes, I know." He drew her closer to him and rested his cheek against her soft hair. "I said I would not come to you till I had made a name," he said. "I am a wreck now! I shall be a wreck for a long while----" "Ah, dear, but you are famous!" she interposed lovingly. He sighed. "I cannot do without you any longer, Kitty. I am beaten at last. Will you take a wreck?" "I will take _you_, Hugh, a famous----" "A famous wreck," he finished with a smile. [Illustration: "Let me write for you," she whispered.] [Illustration: THE PULPIT MANNER] THE PULPIT MANNER CHARACTERISTIC GESTURES OF GREAT PREACHERS. =By F. M. Holmes.= First let us look at Dr. Joseph Parker. His sermons are constantly attended by ministers of all denominations, including clergymen of the Church of England; and no stronger testimony, we take it, could be given to a man's extraordinary preaching power than that year after year he continually attracts other preachers.