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SARAH BENNET'S POSSESSION

From the steep down-side, where I lay, I watched them leave the meeting-house, the old lady leading the way with the Wicked and Ugly Princesses on either side, and Frank and the Beautiful Princess bringing up the rear.
They had had a quiet meeting, Frank said; no one had spoken, with the exception of aunt. She had preached about heaven, had in fact given a general description of it, from which it seemed that it was just the place for a friend of his, a Bond Street jeweller who had designed his own house on not dissimilar lines.
I asked leave to accompany them to the evening meeting.
`Aunt generally makes her biggest score in the second innings,' said Frank, but he was reproved for levity.
There are times when nothing is so impressive as a Quakers' meeting. That September evening was certainly one.
The lamps had not been lit-there was no need for them. The silence was unbroken. Now and then across the open door, for the day had been warm, a bat flitted.
Sarah Bennet sat alone in the ministers' gallery, the outline of her bonnet was almost lost against the dark oak of the wainscot.
At the end of half an hour, just as Frank had produced a pencil and paper to begin a sketch of his cousin's profile, she spoke.
She took as her text those terrible words of the Gospel:
`And beside all this, between us and you there is a great gulf fixed: so that they which would pass from hence to you cannot, neither can they pass to uss that would come from thence.'
She described to us a battlefield, not beneath an English sky, but a battlefield burnt and scorched by a tropical sun. She pictured the agonies of the wounded, their unslaked thirst, the unmasking of the beast in those who conquered, the terror of the defeated. She told how all the while up in the blue dome of heaven above the carnage, birds were singing, oblivious of all.
And with this as a picture, she spoke of hell, of its awful reality, until I shuddered.
Yet from beginning to end her voice never changed from the sweet, monotonous treble chant. She never raised her eyes

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