"
"I am sure she does not feel it," emphatically assented Mr. Carr. "Had
she felt it she would have been less noisy. Thank heaven for your sake,
Hartledon, that the miserable past is over."
"And over more happily than I deserved."
A silence ensued, and Lord Hartledon flung the bits of paper carefully
into the fire. Presently he looked up, a strange earnestness in his face.
"It is the custom of some of our cottagers here to hang up embossed cards
at the foot of their bed, with texts of Scripture written on them. There
is one verse I should like to hang before every son of mine, though I had
ten of them, that it might meet their eyes last ere the evening's
sleeping, in the morning's first awakening. The ninth verse of the
eleventh chapter of Ecclesiastes."
"I don't remember," observed Thomas Carr, after a pause of thought.
"'Rejoice, O young man, in thy youth: and let thy heart cheer thee in the
days of thy youth, and walk in the ways of thine heart, and in the sight
of thine eyes: but know thou, that for all these things God will bring
thee into judgment.'"
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