He did not give her much time to develop her objections.  He met her half way and stated them for her, and overwhelmed her with sympathy and understanding.  She had been “too literal.”  “Too literal” was his keynote.  He was a little astonished at the liberality of his own views.  He had been getting along now for some years without looking into his own opinions too closely and he was by no means prepared to discover how far he had come to meet his daughter’s scepticisms.  But he did meet them.  He met them so thoroughly that he almost conveyed that hers was a needlessly conservative and oldfashioned attitude.

Occasionally he felt he was being a little evasive, but she did not seem to notice it.  As she took his drift, her relief and happiness were manifest.  And he had never noticed before how clear and pretty her eyes were; they were the most honest eyes he had ever seen.  She looked at him very steadily as he explained, and lit up at his points.  She brightened wonderfully as she realized that after all they were not apart, they had not differed; simply they had misunderstood....

And before he knew where he was, and in a mere parenthetical declaration of liberality, he surprised himself by conceding her demand for Newnham even before she had repeated it.  It helped his case wonderfully.

“Call in every exterior witness you can.  The church will welcome them....  No, I want you to go, my dear....”

But his mind was stirred again to its depths by this discussion.  And in particular he was surprised and a little puzzled by this Newnham concession and the necessity of making his new attitude clear to Lady Ella....

It was with a sense of fatality that he found himself awake again that night, like some one lying drowned and still and yet perfectly conscious at the bottom of deep cold water.

He repeated, “He giveth his Beloved sleep,” but all the conviction had gone out of the words.

(4)

Neither the bishop’s insomnia nor his incertitudes about himself and his faith developed in a simple and orderly manner.  There were periods of sustained suffering and periods of recovery; it was not for a year or so that he regarded these troubles as more than acute incidental interruptions of his general tranquillity or realized that he was passing into a new phase of life and into a new quality of thought.  He told every one of the insomnia and no one of his doubts; these he betrayed only by an increasing tendency towards vagueness, symbolism, poetry and toleration.  Eleanor seemed satisfied with his exposition; she did not press for further enlightenment.  She continued all her outward conformities except that after a time she ceased to communicate; and in September she went away to Newnham.  Her doubts had not visibly affected Clementina or her other sisters, and the bishop made no further attempts to explore the spiritual life of his family below the surface of its formal acquiescence.