"In charity and kindness; having patience with what is wrong, and believing that the good God will have more patience yet."
"You had better believe what he tells you," the old lady answered, somewhat sternly.
"But grandmother," Lois put in here, "he does have patience."
"With whom, child?"
Lois did not answer; she only quoted softly the words—
"'Plenteous in mercy, long-suffering, abundant in goodness and truth.'"
"Ay, child; but you know what happens to the houses built on the sand."
The party broke up here, Mrs. Barclay bidding good-night and leaving the dining-room, whither they had all gone to eat apples. As Philip parted from Lois he remarked,—
"I did not understand the allusion in Mrs. Armadale's last words."
Lois's look fascinated him. It was just a moment's look, pausing before turning away; swift with eagerness and intent with some hidden feeling which he hardly comprehended. She only said,—