tached portions in Prayer Books.

'Whilst the fallow ground of my heart was thus preparing, my brother
and myself, being one day at Colonel Corsa's, heard that a Meeting was
appointed to be held next day in the Friends' Meeting-house, by two
Englishwomen, to which we were invited. The Friends were Deborah Darby
and Rebecca Young. The sight of them brought solemn feelings over me;
but I soon forgot all things around me; for, in an inward silent frame
of mind, seeking for the Divine presence, I was favoured to find _in_
me, what I had so long, and with so many tears, sought for _without_
me. My brother, who sat beside me, and to whom the silence, in which
the forepart of the meeting was held, was irksome, repeatedly
whispered to me, "Let us go away." But I felt the Lord's power in such
a manner, that a secret joy filled me, in that I had found Him after
whom my soul had longed. I was as one nailed to my seat. Shortly
after, one or two men Friends in the ministry spoke, but I could
understand very little of what they said. After them Deborah Darby and
Rebecca Young spoke also; but I was so gathered in the temple of my
heart before God, that I was wholly absorbed with what was passing
there. Thus had the Lord opened my heart to seek Him where He is to be
found.

'My brother and myself were invited to dine in the company of these
Friends, at Colonel Corsa's. There was a religious opportunity after
dinner, in which several communications were made. I could hardly
understand a word of what was said, but, as Deborah Darby began to
address my brother and myself, it seemed as if the Lord opened my
outward ear, and my heart. She seemed like one reading the pages of my
heart, with clearness describing how it had been, and how it was with
me. O what sweetness did I then feel! It was indeed a memorable day. I
was like one introduced into a new world; the creation, and all
things around me, bore a different aspect, my heart glowed with love
to all.... O how can the extent of the Lord's love, mercy, pity, and
tender compassion be fathomed!'

After the visit of the two Friends had made this change in his life
Etienne decided to give up his French name and title, and to be no
longer Etienne de Grellet, the French nobleman, but plain Stephen
Grellet, the teacher of languages. Later on, he was to become Stephen
Grellet the Quaker preacher; but the time for that had not yet come.
After Deborah Darby's visit he went regularly to the Frien