Hewentuptheaislereverently，andtookhisplaceinthepewwithloweredeyes，forhefearedhehadalreadyoffendedthekindoldgentlemaninthepulpit，andwasseduloustooffendnofurther。Hecouldnotfollowtheprayer，noteventheheadsofit。Brightnessesofazure，cloudsoffragrance，atinkleoffallingwaterandsingingbirds，roselikeexhalationsfromsomedeeper，aboriginalmemory，thatwasnothis，butbelongedtothefleshonhisbones。Hisbodyremembered;anditseemedtohimthathisbodywasinnowaygross，butetherealandperishablelikeastrainofmusic;andhefeltforitanexquisitetendernessasforachild，aninnocent，fullofbeautifulinstinctsanddestinedtoanearlydeath。AndhefeltforoldTorrance-ofthemanysupplications，ofthefewdays-apitythatwasneartotears。Theprayerended。Rightoverhimwasatabletinthewall，theonlyornamentintheroughlymasonedchapel-foritwasnomore;thetabletcommemorated，Iwasabouttosaythevirtues，butrathertheexistenceofaformerRutherfordofHermiston;andArchie，underthattrophyofhislongdescentandlocalgreatness，leanedbackinthepewandcontemplatedvacancywiththeshadowofasmilebetweenplayfulandsad，thatbecamehimstrangely。Dandie’ssister，sittingbythesideofCleminhernewGlasgowfinery，chosethatmomenttoobservetheyounglaird。Awareofthestirofhisentrance，thelittleformalisthadkepthereyesfastenedandherfaceprettilycomposedduringtheprayer。Itwasnothypocrisy，therewasnoonefurtherfromahypocrite。Thegirlhadbeentaughttobehave：tolookup，tolookdown，tolookunconscious，tolookseriouslyimpressedinchurch，andineveryconjuncturetolookherbest。Thatwasthegameoffemalelife，andsheplayeditfrankly。Archiewastheonepersoninchurchwhowasofinterest，whowassomebodynew，reputedeccentric，knowntobeyoung，andalaird，andstillunseenbyChristina。Smallwonderthat，asshestoodthereinherattitudeofprettydecency，hermindshouldrunuponhim！Ifhesparedaglanceinherdirection，heshouldknowshewasawell-behavedyoungladywhohadbeentoGlasgow。Inreasonhemustadmireherclothes，anditwaspossiblethatheshouldthinkherpretty。Atthatherheartbeattheleastthingintheworld;andsheproceeded，bywayofacorrective，tocallupanddismissaseriesoffanciedpicturesoftheyoungmanwhoshouldnow，byrights，belookingather。Shesettledontheplainestofthem，-apinkshortyoungmanwithadishfaceandnofigure，atwhoseadmirationshecouldaffordtosmile;butforallthat，theconsciousnessofhisgaze（whichwasreallyfixedonTorranceandhismittens）keptherinsomethingofafluttertillthewordAmen。Eventhen，shewasfartoowell-bredtogratifyhercuriositywithanyimpatience。Sheresumedherseatlanguidly-thiswasaGlasgowtouch-shecomposedherdress，rearrangedhernosegayofprimroses，lookedfirstinfront，thenbehindupontheotherside，andatlastallowedhereyestomove，withouthurry，inthedirectionoftheHermistonpew。Foramoment，theywereriveted。Nextshehadpluckedhergazehomeagainlikeatamebirdwhoshouldhavemeditatedflight。Possibilitiescrowdedonher;shehungoverthefutureandgrewdizzy;theimageofthisyoungman，slim，graceful，dark，withtheinscrutablehalf-smile，attractedandrepelledherlikeachasm。\"I
wonder，willIhavemetmyfate？\"shethought，andherheartswelled。
Torrancewasgotsomewayintohisfirstexposition，positingadeeplayeroftextsashewentalong，layingthefoundationsofhisdiscourse，whichwastodealwithanicepointindivinity，beforeArchiesufferedhiseyestowander。TheyfellfirstofallonClem，lookinginsupportablyprosperous，andpatronisingTorrancewiththefavourofamodifiedattention，asofonewhowasusedtobetterthingsinGlasgow。Thoughhehadneverbeforeseteyesonhim，Archiehadnodifficultyinidentifyinghim，andnohesitationinpronouncinghimvulgar，theworstofthefamily。ClemwasleaninglazilyforwardwhenArchiefirstsawhim。Presentlyheleanednonchalantlyback;andthatdeadlyinstrument，themaiden，wassuddenlyunmaskedinprofile。Thoughnotquiteinthefrontofthefashion（hadanybodycared！），certainartfulGlasgowmantua-makers，andherowninherenttaste，hadarrayedhertogreatadvantage。Heraccoutrementwas，indeed，acauseofheart-
burning，andalmostofscandal，inthatinfinitesimalkirkcompany。
Mrs。HobhadsaidhersayatCauldstaneslap。\"Daft-like！\"shehadpronouncedit。\"Ajaiketthat’llnomeet！Whaur’sthesenseofajaiketthat’llnobuttonuponyou，ifitshouldcometobeweet？Whatdoyeca’thirthings？Demmybrokens，d’yesay？They’llbebrokenswi’