tilence here already, and we are yet spared!”
“True, true!” murmured Jacqueline, “but Gysbert!—” Now there was an unspoken but well-understood conspiracy between the doctor and Jan to keep up the spirits of the despairing girl on this painful subject.
“Thou didst not let me read far enough, Jacqueline,” the old man hastened to add. “Only listen! Here is another Psalm that I was reading this morning. It should be a great help to thee;—‘The Lord is my light and my salvation; whom shall I fear? The Lord is the strength of my life; of whom shall I be afraid?
“‘When the wicked, even mine enemies came upon me to eat up my flesh, they stumbled and fell. Though an host should encamp against me my heart shall not fear. Though war should rise against me, in this will I be confident.
“‘Teach me thy way, O Lord, and lead me in a plain path because of mine enemies. Wait on the Lord; be of good courage and
