"Why, so have we all," said his sister. "What now particularly?"
"I have got a hint."
"What about? There is no fortress for you to storm, and you do not want the treasure."
"I think I should like to have lived in those times," Meredith went on. "People were in earnest, Mr. Murray."
"Yes. So are some people in these times."
"But not the world generally; or only about making money. Then people were in earnest about things worth the while."
"It does seem so from these stories," said Mr. Murray; "but, dear Meredith, you may be equally in earnest about the same things now, and with as good reason."
"Isn't it more difficult, sir, when nobody else, or only a few here and there, think and feel with you?"
"Yes, more difficult; or rather, more easy to go to sleep; but so much the greater need of men who are not asleep. What is your hint? I am curious, with Miss Flora."
"The way that fellow spent his treasure, sir. I was thinking, wouldn't a chapel—that is, a little church—a little free church, at Meadow Park be a good thing? The nearest church is two miles off; we can drive to it, but the people who have no horses cannot, and the poor people"——