| CHAPTER | PAGE | |
| I. | While London was Sleeping | [141] |
| II. | Avoiding the Flower Pattern on the Carpet | [165] |
| III. | "I, Joseph" | [178] |
| IV. | The Domestic Chaplain's Testimony | [184] |
| V. | Deus, Deus Meus, Quare Dereliquisti! | [194] |
| VI. | Harness the Horses; and Get up, ye Horsemen, and Stand forth with your Helmets, Furbish the Spears, and Put on the Brigandines.—Jer. xlvi: 4 | [205] |
| VII. | The Hour of Chaos | [212] |
| VIII. | The First Links | [225] |
| IX. | Particular Instances, Contrasting the Old Lady and the Special Correspondent | [233] |
| X. | The Triumph of Sir Robert Llwellyn | [245] |
| XI. | Progress | [256] |
| XII. | A Soul alone on the Sea-Shore | [262] |
BOOK III.
| CHAPTER | PAGE | |
| I. | What it Meant to the World's Women | [271] |
| II. | Cyril Hands Redux | [283] |
| III. | All ye Inhabitants of the World, and Dwellers on the Earth, See ye, when He Lifteth up an Ensign on the Mountains—Is. xviii: 3 | [289] |
| IV. | A Luncheon Party | [302] |
| V. | By the Tower of Hippicus | [322] |
| VI. | Under the Eastern Stars: towards Gerizim | [342] |
| VII. | The Last Meeting | [356] |
| VIII. | Death Coming with One Grace | [364] |
| IX. | At Walktown Again | [376] |
| Epilogue | [385] |
BOOK I
"The mystery of iniquity doth already work."