Do you see? What strange thoughts were in my
head, as I sat looking at that deep blue glass, with its shape like
an angel's head and meeting wings, and heard of glories celestial!
I never hear those words without seeing that form.'
With these words Elizabeth and Helen left the church; Helen put her
arm into her sister's, a thing which Elizabeth very seldom liked
anyone to do, even Anne, but now the two girls walked slowly arm-in-
arm, through the quadrangle, and along the broad gravel path in the
Vicarage garden.
'Then you were at her funeral?' was the first thing Helen said.
'Yes,' said Elizabeth; 'Papa wished it, and I am sure I am very glad
they let me go.'
No more was spoken till Helen began again. 'When I was at Dykelands,
Mrs. Staunton used often to talk to me about our mother, and I began
to try to recollect her, but I had only an impression of something
kind, some voice I should know again, but I could not remember her in
the least.'
'Ah! I wish you could,' said Elizabeth thoughtfully.
'I suppose you remember her quite well,' said Helen, 'and all that
happened?'
'Yes,' said Elizabeth, 'I remember some things as well as if they had
happened yesterday, and others are all confusion in my mind; I quite
remember going to kiss her, the last day, and how strange and silent
and sad all the room looked, and Aunt Anne keeping quite calm and
composed in the room, but beginning to cry as soon as she had led me
out.
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