young man.

"She says she is not going; but I am very glad you have come. I think if
you were to talk to her a little".... And Charlotte lowered her voice.
"It seems as if she were restless."

Mr. Brand smiled down on the young lady from his great height. "I shall
be very glad to talk to her. For that I should be willing to absent
myself from almost any occasion of worship, however attractive."

"Well, I suppose you know," said Charlotte, softly, as if positive
acceptance of this proposition might be dangerous. "But I am afraid I
shall be late."

"I hope you will have a pleasant sermon," said the young man.

"Oh, Mr. Gilman is always pleasant," Charlotte answered. And she went on
her way.

Mr. Brand went into the garden, where Gertrude, hearing the gate close
behind him, turned and looked at him. For a moment she watched him
coming; then she turned away. But almost immediately she corrected this
movement, and stood still, facing him. He took off his hat and wiped his
forehead as he approached. Then he put on his hat again and held out his
hand. His hat being removed, you would have perceived that his forehead
was very large and smooth, and his hair abundant but rather colorless.
His nose was too large, and his mouth and eyes were too small; but for
all this he was, as I have said, a young man of striking appearance. The
expression of his little clean-colored blue eyes was irresistibly gentle
and serious; he looked, as the phrase is, as good as gold. The young