"Ye abbeys and ye arches,
Ye old cathedrals dear,
The hearts that love you tremble,
And your enemies have cheer."
BP. CLEVELAND COXE.


"What would Jeph say?" was the thought of both Steadfast and Patience,
as Emlyn ran about with Rusha and Ben, making herself tolerably happy
and enlivening them all a good deal. After one fight she found that
she must obey Patience, though she made no secret that she liked the
sober young mistress of the hut much less than the others, and could
even sometimes get Steadfast to think her hardly used, but he seldom
showed that feeling, for he had plenty of sense, and could not bear
to vex his sister; besides, he saw there would be no peace if her
authority was not supported. It was a relief that there was no visit
from Jeph for some little time, though the fighting was all over, and
people were going in and out of Bristol as before.

Stead took the donkey with the panniers full of apples and nuts on
market day, and a pile of fowls and ducks on its back, while he
carried a basket of eggs on his arm, and in his head certain
instructions from Patience about the grogram and linen he was to
purchase for Emlyn, in the hope of making her respectable before
Jeph's eyes should rest upon her. Stead's old customers were glad to
see him again, especially Mrs. Lightfoot, who had Dr. Eales once
again in her back rooms, keeping out of sight, while the good Dean
was actually in prison for using the Prayer-book. Three soldiers