butwithgreatgravity，vastemphasis，andwithtolerablecorrectnessinthemain。HowoftenhasmyMicklistenedtothesesermons，shethought，andmereadinginthecabinofacalm！Sheproposedtoresumethisexerciseonthepresentday，withAmeliaandthewoundedensignforacongregation。Thesameservicewasreadonthatdayintwentythousandchurchesatthesamehour；andmillionsofBritishmenandwomen，ontheirknees，imploredprotectionoftheFatherofall。
TheydidnothearthenoisewhichdisturbedourlittlecongregationatBrussels。Muchlouderthanthatwhichhadinterruptedthemtwodayspreviously，asMrs。
O’Dowdwasreadingtheserviceinherbestvoice，thecannonofWaterloobegantoroar。
WhenJosheardthatdreadfulsound，hemadeuphismindthathewouldbearthisperpetualrecurrenceofterrorsnolonger，andwouldflyatonce。Herushedintothesickman’sroom，whereourthreefriendshadpausedintheirprayers，andfurtherinterruptedthembyapassionateappealtoAmelia“Ican’tstanditanymore，Emmy。”hesaid；’Iwon’tstandit；andyoumustcomewithme。Ihaveboughtahorseforyou——nevermindatwhatprice——andyoumustdressandcomewithme，andridebehindIsidor。”
“Godforgiveme，Mr。Sedley，butyouarenobetterthanacoward。”Mrs。O’Dowdsaid，layingdownthebook。