CHAPTER XII. People were not slaves to their gods as they are now, oppressed and unhappy, chained to their mortality and suffering so that they may one day enter an imaginary Heaven. Sometimes a whole morning would pass without Spurlock uttering a word beyond the request for a drink of water. Which is also puzzling. Eggs were procured for her, and she sat out the subsequent emotions and eloquence with the dignity becoming an injured lady of good family. The patient fell into a natural and refreshing sleep. Her mother missed writing for a week, and then she wrote in an unusual key. The birds were singing blithely amid the trees,—the lowing of the cows resounded from the yard,—a delicious perfume from the garden was wafted through the open window,—at a distance, the church-bells of Willesden were heard tolling for evening service. Her efforts were vain.
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