The sun was shining into the little bare room, and her
shadow fell upon him as she passed him; but his form lingered clear in the
close chamber of her mind after she had left him far. And it was not her
shadow she had seen, but the shadow, rather, of a great peace that rested
concentred upon him as he bowed over his last, his mind fixed indeed upon
his work, but far more occupied with the affairs of quite another region.
Mind and soul were each so absorbed in its accustomed labour that never did
either interfere with that of the other. His shoemaking lost nothing when
he was deepest sunk in some one or other of the words of his Lord, which he
sought eagerly to understand--nay, I imagine his shoemaking gained thereby.
In his leisure hours, not a great, he was yet an intense reader; but it was
nothing in any book that now occupied him; it was the live good news, the
man Jesus Christ himself. In thought, in love, in imagination, that man
dwelt in him, was alive in him, and made him alive.
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