Yet he had not taken all hope from
her, for he had talked of their reconsidering the matter if he were
in better health after the winter, and, meantime, they could see each
other often.
Poor thing! I believe she expected the miracle that might make him
yet recover, and so she bore up, while Eustace was verily happy--
having lived, as it were, nearly into spiritual love, and left behind
that which had been earthly and corporeal, and thus he was content to
rest. He had strained himself very hard to accomplish the journey,
bring Clement and me into safety, and see Millicent again, and when
the effort ceased, we fully saw, for the first time, how great it had
been, and how far he was gone on that other journey. I do not think
he crossed the threshold of our lodging half a dozen times after our
arrival; but Millicent came into her town-house, and was with him
every day. She had fitted the great dining chamber of that town-
house as a chapel for our English service, and my brother went
thither on two Sundays, on the second of which he saw M. Darpent
received into our English Protestant Church. Clement had long
inclined that way, having never forgotten the Huguenot training of
his childhood, and the studies he had made, when his mother impelled
him towards Port Royal, having resulted in farther doubts and
yearning towards what Eustace had told him of our doctrine.
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