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She looked at her father 's face and knew that , although one anxiety was ended , another was already begun . CHAPTER XXXVIII . Halcyon Days There is a sweetness in autumnal days , Which many a lip doth praise ; When the earth , tired a little , and grown mute Of song , and having borne its fruit , Rests for a little ere the winter come . It is not sad to turn the face toward home , Even though it show the journey nearly done ; It is not sad to mark the westering sun , Even though we know the night doth come , Silence there is , indeed , for song , Twilight for noon , But for the steadfast soul and strong Life 's autumn is as June . From the `` Ode of Life '' `` Anything in the papers this evening ? '' asked a young clergyman , who was in one of the carriages of the Metropolitan Railway late in the afternoon of an August day . `` Nothing of much interest , '' replied his wife , handing him the newspaper she had been glancing through .