Thin clouds were floating past the sun every now and then, and threw all the varieties of light and shade upon the lovely scene below.
Mr. Lewis had a book in his hand, into which he frequently looked, and then raised his eyes again to gaze upon the beauties of nature that surrounded him.
So intent he seemed that Edward doubted whether he ought to disturb him, until his uncle, seeing him at some little distance, kindly beckoned him to come near.
"Is not this a pretty place, uncle?" asked Edward, as he seated himself beside him; "and do you not find the breeze from the water very refreshing?"
"It is beautiful indeed, my dear boy; and I am refreshed and instructed as I look around me."
"Is that a Bible, uncle?"
"Yes. I always find it the best commentary upon His works;—they explain each other."
"I love the Bible too, uncle," said Edward, "and got much credit for my answering on Scripture questions last half-year."