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"You'd fall in love
with somebody else, probably. Or else you'd just naturally dry up
and be made a bishop."
He was extremely shocked at that, and a little hurt. It took her
some time to establish cheerful relations again, and a very humble
apology. But her words stuck in the rector's mind. He made a note
for a sermon, with the text: "Her children arise up, and call her
blessed; her husband also, and he praiseth her."
He went quietly into the great stone building and sat down. The
organist was practicing the Introit anthem, and half way up the
church a woman was sitting quietly.
The rector leaned back, and listened to the music. He often did
that when he had a sermon in his mind. It was peaceful and quiet.
Hard to believe, in that peace of great arches and swelling music,
that across the sea at that moment men were violating that
fundamental law of the church, "Thou shalt not kill."
The woman turned her head, and he saw that it was Audrey Valentine.
He watched her with kindly, speculative eyes.


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