"Then don't begin," he said. "_I_ will not meddle with your faith--God forbid! Keep it while you can, and get all possible help and comfort out of it." "But you have meddled with it already," she said, sighing. "The little that you have said has shaken it like an earthquake." "If it is worth anything," he responded, "it is not shaken so easily." "And _you_ may be able to do good in your own strength," she went on, "but how could I?--a woman, so weak, so ignorant as I?" "Do you want a policeman to keep you straight? I have a better opinion of you. Oh, you will be all right, my darling; don't fear. If you only honestly believe what you _do_ believe, and follow the truth as it reveals itself to you, no matter in what shape, and no matter where it leads you, you will be all right. Be only sincere with yourself, and don't pretend--don't, whatever you do, pretend to _anything_. Surely that is the best religion, whether it enables you to keep within church walls or drives you out into the wilderness. Doesn't it stand to reason? We can only do our best, Elizabeth, and leave it." He put his arm round her again, and drew her head down to his shoulder. They were driving through a lone, unpeopled land, and the leading buggy was but a speck on the horizon. "Oh!" she sighed, closing her eyes wearily, "if I only knew _what_ was best!" "Well," he said, "I will not ask you to trust me since you don't seem equal to it. You must decide for yourself. But, Elizabeth, if you _knew_ what a life it was that I had planned! We were to be married at once--within a few weeks--and I was to take you home to _my_ home. Patty and Nelly were to follow us later on, with Mrs. Duff-Scott, who wants to come over to see my London work, which she thinks will help her to do something here when she returns. You and I were to go away alone--wouldn't you have liked that, my love?--to be always with me, and taken care of and kept from harm and trouble, as I kept you to-day and on that Exhibition morning. Yes, and we were to take up that fortune that has been accumulating so long, and take Yelverton, and make our home and head-quarters there; and we were to live a great deal in London, and go backwards and forwards and all about amongst those unhappy ones, brightening up their lives because our own were so bright and sweet. You were to help me, as only a woman like you--the woman I have been looking for all my life--could help; but I was not going to let you work too hard--you were to be cared for and made happy, first of all--before all the world. And I _could_ make you happy--I could, I could--if you would let me try." He was carried away for the moment with the rush of his passionate desire for that life that he was contemplating, and held her and kissed her as if he would compel her to come to him. Then with a strong effort he controlled himself, and went on quietly, though in a rather unsteady voice: "Don't you think we can