While the curate read the next verse, Jane was still watching her granny's face.
"For," answered Mrs. Thompson, "he hath delivered me out of all my trouble; and mine eye hath seen his desire upon mine enemies."
"Glory be to the Father," said the curate, in a perfunctory tone, "and to the Son: and to the Holy Ghost;"
"As it was in the beginning," said Mrs. Thompson, firmly and fervently, "is now, and ever shall be: world without end. Amen."