How long it would run good angels only could tell. But they sang, and
kept on singing, all that day, in Christian's heart, the song of peace--
"peace on earth"--for the battle was over and the foes were reconciled.
Chapter 15.
_"It may be under palace roof,
Princely and wide;
No pomp foregone, no pleasure lost,
No wish denied;
But if beneath the diamonds' flash
Sweet, kind eyes hide,
A pleasant place, a happy place,
Is our fireside.
_"It may be 'twixt four lowly walls,
No show, no pride;
Where sorrows oftimes enter in,
But never abide.
Yet, if she sits beside the hearth,
Help, comfort, guide,
A blessed place, a heavenly place,
Is our fireside."_
The very instant Miss Gascoigne was gone, Christian, throwing herself
on her husband's neck, clasping him, clinging to him, ready almost to
fling herself at his knees in her passion of humility and love, told him
without reserve, without one pang of hesitation or shame--perhaps,
indeed, there was little or nothing to be ashamed of--every thing
concerning herself and Edwin Uniacke.
He listened, not making any answer, but only holding her fast in his
arms, till at length she took courage to look up in his face.
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