At last
he whispered earnestly that she could not refuse to listen.
"Sophy," he said, "is it safe for you?"
"Yes," she answered; "God has made it safe for me."
CHAPTER XVIII.
SAVED
The gale off the Cape of Good Hope was weathered at last, and the vessel
sailed into smoother seas. The bitterness of the cold was over, and only
fresh invigorating breezes swept across the water. Nothing could have
been more helpful toward Mr. Chantrey's recovery, except his new freedom
from sorrow. His trouble had passed away like the storm. He could not
but trust that the same strength which had been given to his wife in her
hour of fiercest temptation would be still granted to her in ordinary
trials, from which he could not always shield her. Sophy herself was
full of hope. She felt her will, so long enslaved, regaining its former
freedom, and her brain recovering its old clearness. The pleasures and
duties of life had once more a charm for her. It was as though some
madness and delusion had passed away, and she was once more in her right
mind.
The voyage between Australia and New Zealand, taken in a crowded and
comfortless steamer, was a severe testing time for her.
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