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Dk. BRUNNOW, JR., TO BE CONVERTED. 141 “If there is no help for it—well, Heaven’s will be done—so be it!” This pious ejaculation rejoiced Agnes’ heart. She now felt confident that the sermon would fully accomplish the work she had commenced; that the seeds of the true faith would be planted in the soil she had so laboriously tilled, and prepared for its reception; and, in the effervescence of her joy at the prospect, she held out the tips of her fingers to the adversary, who had now become her ally. Of this overture she, however, quickly repented, for, like the over-reaching personage of the proverb, Max at once seized the whole hand, which os pressed and shook in the heartiest manner pos- sible. Next morning, as the cathedral bells were ring- ing, Councilor Moser, giving his arm to his daugh- ter, walked with slow and stately steps down to the church, there to take his accustomed place. The devout old gentleman’s attention was of course ex- clusively given to the sacred ritual; he therefore did not notice that Agnes instead of sitting as usual in reverent meditation and with downcast eyes, was on this occasion restless and disturbed, glanc- ing around half-anxiously, half-expectantly, as though in search of some one. She had not long to seek, for, but afew paces from her, and in close vicinity tothe pulpit, stood Dr. Brunnow, also, as it seemed, expectantly on the watch. Two pairs of eyes seeking each other so_ persis- tently must of necessity meet ere long. When this happened, and Max saw how the pale, delicate face lighted up with joyful surprise, and flushed rosy- red at sight of him; when he caught the earnest, erateful look of those dark eyes, which had never seemed to him so expressive as to-day, he thought neither of his programme nor of its numerous clauses—he thought only that this visit to church was not without its decided gratifications; and he sat down with a resolute air which plainly an- nounced his intention of hearing out the whole ser- | mon from beginning to end. On the afternoon of that same Sunday the pro- (E(@) Z | Eomicbooks