“Nay, my dear sir, remain where you are.  The love-feast will soon be over.  Brother Daniel, who leaves us to-morrow, to help Brother Joseph among the Kaffres, has only to take leave of us before we disperse.”

While he was speaking, the whole assembly arose, and one among them stepped forward.  He first advanced to the Sisters, and shook hands with each one; then passing over to the Brothers, the parting kiss was given and received.  And he who thus bade farewell, ere he followed Brother Joseph, to share his struggles and hardships, far away from civilized life, was the identical awkward, ungainly-looking Brother who, in the morning, had made such an unsuccessful attempt at riding.

There is always an intolerable feeling of moral defeat when we see a man, whom we have regarded with contempt rise into importance by his own merit.  A noble mind at once acknowledges the fact, but a mean spirit feels only resentment and spite, with a sense of defeat.

Something like a feeling of shame came over Alexander, as he closely regarded the man whom he had inwardly despised, but who now seemed like a hero in his eyes.

Seated at the table, opposite to him were the young sisters and pupils belonging to the educational department, and among them Adele, seated not far from Carmen.  As Alexander casually looked up, he met Carmen’s sparkling eyes, which seemed to cast on him a look of triumph, as if she understood his feeling of humiliation which this moment brought to him as a consequence of his contemptuous manner in the morning.  He thought he could clearly read in her expression what she fain would have said:  “You may perhaps ride well, and he cannot; you were not afraid to stop the wild horse and save the child’s life; but would you have the courage to undertake what he has been appointed to do?” As their eyes met, she returned his glance unflinchingly and firmly, but he could not prevent his eyes from falling before hers.

Meanwhile Brother Daniel had, in his rounds of leave-taking, approached those near to Alexander.  When he reached the latter he hesitated a moment, having recognized the person who had come to his assistance in need, and a flush of embarrassment suffused his gentle, almost effeminate, countenance.  But Alexander, bending down quickly, pressed a kiss on the man’s cheek, saying heartily:  “Farewell, and good luck go with you!  Believe me, I thoroughly admire your courage.”

The Brother looked at him in surprise, and answered:  “Thank you very much, sir!” and passed on.

When Alexander again looked toward Carmen, her eyes were moist with unshed tears.

“How beautiful that girl is!” thought he.  “What an independent, frank spirit speaks from her eyes; what a lovely expression hovers around her mouth!  She is like a dazzling star among these quiet people,—­as if she had strayed away from her own orbit and found herself here,—­so little does she seem fitted to her surroundings in the little circle in which she moves.  I wonder if she is happy here.  A large-hearted, generous nature cannot be content to submit to all these restrictions.  No, she resists them.  I saw that to-day.  But she will never become like the others, and pass her life, in quiet submission, by the side of a man such as Brother Daniel, for instance.”