ThenGodfreybethoughthimoftheotherdoor，thatwhichledintotheancientrefectory，whichwasnowusedasaschoolroom。Thiswasopen，sohewentinand，beingtiredafterhislongjourney，sathimselfdowninthechairattheendoftheoldoaktable，thatsamechairinwhichIsobelhadkissedhimwhenhewasalittleboy。Helookedabouthimvaguely；theplace，ofcourse，wasmuchthesameasithadbeenforthelastfivehundredyears，but，ashecouldseefromthenamesonthecopybooksthatlayabout，thepupilswhoinhabitedithadchanged。Ofthewholesixnotonewasthesame。
Then，perhapsforthefirsttime，hebegantounderstandhowvariableistheworld，amerepassingshowinwhichnothingremainsthesame，exceptthehousesandthetrees。Eventhesedepart，foracottagewithwhichhehadbeenfamiliarfromhisearliestinfancy，ashecouldseethroughtheopendoor，waspulleddowntomakeroomfor“improvements，“andthegreatoldelm，wheretherooksusedtobuild，hadbeentornupinagale。Onlyitsuglystumpandprojectingrootswereleft。
Sohesatmusingthere，verydepressedatheart，tillatlengthMrs。
Parsonscameanddiscoveredhiminahalf-doze。She，too，wassomewhatchanged，forofasuddenagehadbeguntotakeaholdofher。Herhairwaswhitenow，andherplump，roundfacehadwitheredlikeaspringapple。Still，shegreetedhimwiththeoldaffection，forwhichhefeltgrateful，seeingthatitwasthefirsttouchofkindnesshehadknownsincehesetfootonEnglishground。
“Dearme，MasterGodfrey!“shesaid，“hadn’tIheardthatyouwerecoming，Icouldneverhavebeensurethatitwasyou。Why，you’vegrownintoaregularyounggentlemaninthoseforeignparts，andhandsome，too，thoughIsezit。Whocouldhaveguessedthatyouareyourfather’sson？Why，you’dmaketwoofhim。Butthere，theysaythatyourmotherwasagood-lookingladyandlargebuilt，though，asI