The light of the coming day grew each moment stronger, and at length Mrs. Oakley thought it would be prudent to seem to wake up, and calling out "Mr. Lupin! Mr. Lupin!" she rose from the couch.
Lupin opened the door of communication between the two rooms, and glared at her.
"Did you call, sister Oakley?"
"Yes, reverend sir, surely I have been sleeping, and have forgotten some of the prayers."
"No; truly, sister Oakley, I have watched for you, and I can assure you that you will enter into the kingdom always, provided that you are regular in your contributions to the chapel, for at the last that of a surety will be demanded to be known of you, sister Oakley."
"I have been thinking of that, brother Lupin," said Mrs. Oakley, "and this day week I will manage to bring two pounds."
"Only two?"
"I will make it three, if I can, brother Oakley; but my head feels quite confused and giddy. It is very strange."
"Ah," whispered Lupin to himself. "That is the natural effect of the narcotic. It has worked well. Then," he said aloud, "sister Oakley, I pray you to walk in to this room, and I will provide for you what the profane world call the breakfast, for although food for the soul is in alway preferable to food for the body, yet we must not always neglect our earthly tabernacle."
"I am much obliged to you," said Mrs. Oakley. "You may depend upon my regular offerings to the chapel."