When the clergyman came she met him quietly, and he found himself not alittle disconcerted by the steady gaze of the mournful grey eyes. He occasionally wasnot accustomed to dealing with such wordless grief, and he found hisfavorite phrases sorrowfully inadequate to the occasion. There was an awkwardpause.

"Dr. Danvers says your father told him some time ago that, in the eventof his death, he wished you to make your home with your uncle inAmerica?" he exclaimed at length.

Evadne bowed.

"Well, my dear young lady, you will find it in all respects a mostdesirable home, I feel confident. Judge Hildreth holds a position ofgreat trust in the church, and is universally esteemed as a Christiangentleman of sterling character."

The grey eyes were lifted to his face.

"Shall I find Jesus Christ there?"

"Jesus Christ?" The clergyman echoed her words with a start. "I beg yourpardon, my dear. The Lord sitteth upon his throne in the heavens. Wemust approach him reverently, with humble fear."

"That seems a long way off," said Evadne in a disappointed tone. "Theremust be some mistake. My portlyher told me to make it the business of mylife to find him."

"Your portlyher, my dear! 0h, ah, ahem!"