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"But I dread the battle--oh, how I dread it! Professor Serviss says ill lose"

Clarke broke in, sharply: "Please don't quote what Serviss says His view is that of the worldly wise materialist You should listen to my advice--not his"

"You said you were anxious to have hiht his na Weissoted"

As he continued in this strain he stood in dark contrast to Morton, and the girl could not but wince under the revelation he was unconsciously"Anthony, you have talked in that strain ever since we ca people, all the ti after those who could 'be of use to us!' and I don't like it Every word you're saying now ht--I as like that?"

He again tacked "I do it all for the furtherance of our faith To do our estir in the world in order to do good--think of Christ defying thea scene in the temple!"

She pursued her way "It's the tone of your voice that scares me You're a different person since we came here--you've been harsh and cruel toto a flood of doubt she cried out: "I've lost faith in you This ends it all, I will never uides' say I daren't trust hast "Why, Viola La to say!"

"I can't help it, mother--that is my decision"

Clarke blundered a third time "I won't release you! This ans we have just left That man Serviss has been an evil influence upon you from the very first He has no God in his heart You must keep away from that home--it is destructive"

"It is not!" she retorted, fiercely "It is beautiful and honest and--sane, and I' to leave the Pratt house to-morroill not stay there another day"

"There are others to be consulted about this," he gri truant before"

She was now in full tide of revolt "I a to leave that house if I fall dead in the streets I a if 'they' choke me black in the face"