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es； regained his faculties as suddenly as he had lost them。
〃Halloo！〃 he exclaimed； starting up。 〃What's all this coil about？ What are you doing to me？〃
They explained things to him。
〃Oh！ Fainted； did I！〃 he said musingly。 〃I have felt a little faint once or twice lately。 What day is it？ What time is it？〃 Tom mentioned the meeting of the previous evening； and Raeburn seemed to recollect himself。 He looked at his watch； then at the letter on his desk。 〃Well； it's my way to do things thoroughly；〃 he said with a smile； 〃I must have been off for a couple of hours。 I am very sorry to have disturbed your slumbers in this way。〃
As he spoke； he sat down composedly at his desk； picked up the pen and signed his name to the letter。 They stood and watched him while he folded the sheet and directed the envelope； his writing bore a little more markedly than usual the tokens of strong self…restraint。
〃Perhaps you'll just drop that in the pillar on your way home；〃 he said to Brian。 〃I want Jackson to get it by the first post。 If you will look in later on； I should be glad to have a talk with you。 At present I'm too tired to be overhauled。〃
Then； as Brian left the room； he turned to Erica。
〃I am sorry to have given you a fright； my child； but don't worry about me； I am only a little overdone。〃
Again that fatal admission； which from Raeburn's lips was more alarming than a long catalogue of dangerous symptoms from other men！
There followed a disturbed night and a long day in a crowded law court； then one of the most terrible hours they had ever had to endure while waiting for the verdict which would either consign Raeburn to prison or leave him to peace and freedom。 So horrible was the suspense that to draw each breath was to Erica a painful effort。 Even Raeburn's composure was a little shaken as those eternal minutes dragged on。
The foreman returned。 The court seemed to throb with excitement。 Raeburn lifted a calm； stern face to hear his fate。 He knew what no one else in the court knew； that this was to him a matter of life and death。
〃Are you agreed； gentlemen？〃
〃Yes；〃
People listened breathlessly。
〃Do you find the defendant guilty； or not？〃
〃Not guilty。〃
The reaction was so sharp as to be almost overpowering。 But poor Erica's joy was but short…lived。 She looked at her father's face and knew that； although one anxiety was ended； another was already begun。
CHAPTER XXXVIII。 Halcyon Days
There is a sweetness in autumnal days； Which many a lip doth praise； When the earth； tired a little； and grown mute Of song； and having borne its fruit； Rests for a little ere the winter come。 It is not sad to turn the face toward home； Even though it show the journey nearly done； It is not sad to mark the westering sun； Even though we know the night doth come； Silence there is； indeed； for song； Twilight for noon； But for the steadfast soul and strong Life's autumn is as June。 From the 〃Ode of Life〃
〃Anything in the papers this evening？〃 asked a young clergyman； who was in one of the carriages of the Metropolitan Railway late in the afternoon of an August day。
〃Nothing of much interest；〃 replied his wife； handing him the newspaper she had been glancing through。 〃I see that wretched Raeburn is ill。 I wish he'd die。〃
〃Oh！ Broken down at last； has he？〃 said the other。 〃Where is it？ Oh； yes； I see。 Ordered to take immediate and entire rest。 Will be paralyzed in a week if he doesn't。 Pleasant alternative that！ Result of excessive overwork。 Fancy calling this blasphemous teaching work！ I could hang that man with my own hands！〃
Erica had had a long and harassing day。 She was returning from the city where she had gone to obtain leave of absence from Mr。 Bircham； for her father was to go into the quietest country place that could be found； and she of course was to accompany him。 At the 〃Daily Review〃 office she had met with the greatest kindness； and she might have gone home cheered and comforted had it not been her lot to overhear this conversation。 Tom was with her。 She saw him hastily transcribing the uncharitable remarks； and knew that the incident would figure in next week's 〃Idol…Breaker。〃 It was only a traceable instance of the harm done by all such words。
〃Will you change carriages？〃 asked Tom。
〃Yes；〃 she said； and as she rose to go she quietly handed her card to the lady； who； it is to be hoped； learned a lesson thereby。
But it would be unjust to show only the dark side of the picture。 Great sympathy and kindness was shown them at that time by many earnest and orthodox Christians； and though Raeburn used to accept this sympathy with the remark： 〃You see； humanity overcomes the baleful influences of religion in the long run；〃 yet he was always touched and pleased by the smallest signs of friendliness； while to Erica such considerateness was an inestimable help。 The haste and confusion of those days； added to the anxiety； told severely on her strength； but there is this amount of good in a trying bit of 〃hurrying life；〃 the rest； when it comes； is doubly restful。
It was about six o'clock on an August evening when Raeburn and Erica reached the little country town of Firdale。 They were to take up their abode for the next six weeks at a village about three miles off； one of the few remaining places in England which maintained its primitive simplicity； its peaceful quiet having never been disturbed by shriek of whistle or snort of engine。
The journey from town had been short and easy； but Raeburn was terribly exhausted by it； he complained of such severe headache that they made up their minds to stay that night at Firdale； and were soon comfortably established in the most charming old inn； which in coaching days had been a place of note。 Here they dined； and afterward Raeburn fell asleep on a big old…fashioned sofa； while Erica sat by the open window； able in spite of her anxiety to take a sort of restful interest in watching the traffic in the street below。 Such a quiet； easy…going life these Firdale people seemed to lead。 They moved in such a leisurely way； bustle and hurry seemed an unknown thing。 And yet this was market day； as was evident by the country women with their baskets； and by occasional processions of sheep or cattle。 One man went slowly by driving a huge pig； he was in sight for quite five minutes； dawdling along； and allowing the pig to have his own sweet will as far as speed was concerned； but occasionally giving him a gentle poke with a stick when he paused to burrow his nose in the mud。 Small groups of men stood talking at the corner of the market place； a big family went by； evidently returning from a country walk； presently the lamps were lighted； and then immense excitement reigned in the little place for at the corner where the two main streets crossed each other at right angles a cheap…jack had set up his stall and； with flaring naptha lamps to show his goods； was selling by auction the most wonderful clocks at the very lowest prices in fact； the most superior glass； china； clothing； and furniture that the people of Firdale had ever had the privilege of seeing。 Erica listened with no little amusement to his fervid appe