In the morning Jane Faithful brought him delicious coffee and home-made rolls to his room.
"I know you have slept well," she said. "I see it in your face. It is a glorious day. See how blue the sky is."
The Rector looked out of one of the windows. Yes, that blue, blue sky was the last perfection to add to the Chamber of Peace.
"Are they to pack their things and go back with you?" asked Jane Faithful.
"No," said the Rector; "but the matter rests with Maureen herself. If you will keep them until you get her decision I will send for them should it be adverse, or send her to you for three months should it be favourable. Don't question me, dear Jane. I am out of the world in this room."
"I never question," replied Jane Faithful. "I knew well the room would do it. Well, be as quick as you can. Let me have the child as soon as possible. It is, believe me, for the saving of souls alive."
The Rector bowed his head and made no further response.
Soon afterwards he was driving away from Felicity and two ugly, raging faces were looking at him out of the small window of Penitence. How they ground their teeth, how they clenched their hands!
"We'll run away, Henny. We can't quite stand this," said Daisy.