'Home?' said Margaret very softly. He understood her, and took

her offered hand. 'Home, miss. Yo' may trust me, tho' I am one o'

th' Union.' 'I do trust you most thoroughly, Nicholas.' 'Stay!' said Mr. Hale, hurrying to the book-shelves. 'Mr.

Higgins! I'm sure you'll join us in family prayer?' Higgins looked at Margaret, doubtfully. Hey grave sweet eyes met

his; there was no compulsion, only deep interest in them. He did

not speak, but he kept his place.

Margaret the Churchwoman, her father the Dissenter, Higgins the

Infidel, knelt down together. It did them no harm.




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