I think it'll be better.
He's alone, isn't he?'
'Yes. I'll come up and show you the door.'
She did so, then turned aside into her own room, where she sat
motionless for a long time.
CHAPTER XVIII
THE JOKE IS COMPLETED
Michael Snowdon--to distinguish the old man by name from the son
who thus unexpectedly returned to him--professed no formal
religion. He attended no Sunday service, nor had ever shown a wish
that Jane should do so. We have seen that he used the Bible as a
source of moral instruction; Jane and he still read passages
together on a Sunday morning, but only such were chosen as had a
purely human significance, and the comments to which they gave
occasion never had any but a human bearing. Doubtless Jane reflected
on these things; it was her grandfather's purpose to lead her to
such reflection, without himself dogmatising on questions which from
his own point of view were unimportant. That Jane should possess the
religious spirit was a desire he never lost sight of; the single
purpose of his life was involved therein; but formalism was against
the bent of his nature. Born and bred amid the indifference of.
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