"Yes, I think so. Only I must go down to the sea for the winter. He will let me stop near at hand. I mean to take rooms at Dawlish. I shall be within reach there. You'll have to invent reasons for coming to see me sometimes." "You wasn't no worse?" "Not worth mentioning. I'll be all right down there. But it's rather like going into exile." They spoke long about his health, his food, his winter clothes. She thought of these things, and had made him buy thicker and warmer garments. Presently she asked him to come to the chapel of the Luke Gospellers. "Mr. Matherson is a wonderful man, and that learned. The stars and the trees and the lightning come into his sermons. I do think you'd like them. As broad as charity he is--nought frights him." "There are two Books," said Hilary; "and whether one was written by God is doubtful; but, God granted, there's no doubt about the other. Even Mr. Matherson won't deny who wrote the Book of Nature. And I'm glad he's not fool enough to forbid sane people from reading in it. But for me to hear him--would you have me play the hypocrite?" "Why do you say that? There's no deceit. Ban't no harm to listen. Your conscience wouldn't say 'no' to that. You've often said you'd deny the light to none. He might change you." "I only want to be changed when I feel death peeping at me by night. It might be very awkward for both of us if I was changed." "I'm not thinking of that, but after. 'Twould be good to believe in a life beyond. You've often said so yourself." "How many secrets will be carried on into that life--there is such a life, I wonder?" "Some, for certain--ours for one." He laughed. "And yet they say all will come to light then." She shook her head resolutely. "We must keep it safe through all eternity." "There's God." "What then? He don't want to turn Daniel's heaven into hell. Too large-hearted for that. He'll never tell it." "Perhaps you and I won't be there, Sarah Jane." "We shall be there. What would Daniel's heaven be without me, or you, for that matter?" "You've set Dan's God a big puzzle. However, there will be no marrying or giving in marriage in heaven." "Maybe not. But there's brains in heaven. Angels ban't bird-witted as well as bird-winged. Suppose the first thing my husband heard when he comed to die was that I'd done--the thing I have done? What would eternity be to him then? You know him--you can tell." "He'd have larger views then." "Daniel's Daniel. 'Twould be fire in his bones instead of marrow, for ever and ever. But God won't tell him, Hilary." "I wouldn't trust God, all the same--not if I believed in God." "'Twould be too cruel; and Dan thanking God so deep and pure and earnest every day and every night--and praying for you." "May his God bless him a thousandfold." "He has--through you."