"I have nothing to fear," she murmured.
"His voice commands the tempest forth,
And stills the stormy wave,--
And though his arm be strong to smite,
'Tis also strong to save."
Agnes was aroused from her reverie by Mr. Cameron's cheerful voice.
"My dear Miss Wiltshire, allow me to present to you an old friend."
She turned to salute the stranger, but what was her surprise and delight
to find in him the clergyman under whose ministrations she had so
largely profited. The pleasure, indeed, seemed mutual, for though Mr.
Dunseer, having shortly after Agnes's departure for the city left that
part of the country, had consequently heard nothing more of her, he
still remembered his young and attentive hearer, and had often since
then desired to see her again, and ascertain if indeed the impressions
made were lasting, or had been obliterated amid the whirl and gayety of
fashionable life.
Still more delighted was Agnes when she learned of his destination; it
seemed a link binding her to those with whom, with the exception of Mr.
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