...s with one voice, as they reached a level space on the brink of a small cascade. This glen was made on purpose for our Temple! And the glad song of the brook will be always in our ears, said Lilias Fay . And its long melody shall sing the bliss of our lifetime, said Adam Forrester. Ye must build no temple here! murmured their dismal companion. And there again was the old lunatic, sta...