He had a vague idea that heaven would be something like that--tenderly
soft and beautiful, and glowing with radiances of unearthly splendour,
which whispered to weary hearts of the peace and joy that lay beyond,
and gently called them home to rest.
His theology was, without doubt, of the most elemental and objective,
and would not have carried him any great lengths in these days; but, for
the time being, at all events, it lifted its possessor to a plane of
thought above his usual, and tended to quietness and peace of mind.
The sky right away into the east was glowing softly with the wonders of
the sunset, and there the delicate tones changed almost momentarily. As
his eye followed the tender grace of their transformations, with a
delight which he could neither have expressed nor explained, it once
more lighted suddenly upon that which he had been looking for so
anxiously all day long, and brought him to earth like a broken bird.
Once more a boat had come round the point of Les Laches, and this time
it was speeding towards him as fast as a sail that was as flat almost as
a board, and looked to him no more than a thin white cone, could bring
it.
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