'Ah! did I? One of the many—which one, I wonder?'
'"A real live one," you said.'
'Yes, I remember. Come this way.'
He led the child into his drawing-room in front of a large mirror reaching down to the ground, and told him to find his enemy there.
'Why, it's only myself!' Teddy said in a disappointed tone, though there was wonder in his eyes.
'That's it—yourself—small Teddy Platt is your worst enemy, and the older you live the more you will discover what a very formidable and mighty enemy he is.'
'Please, sir, I don't understand.'
'Sit down here, by me, and let me try to explain it to you. If you are going to try to serve the Lord Jesus Christ, you will find that you will have two Teddies to deal with—a good one and a bad one. The bad one is your enemy. Now, you told me you were angry with that little girl. Are you angry still?'
'I've forgotten all about her. I—I don't love her.'
'The bad Teddy in you doesn't like her, but the good Teddy will. Now you must fight against the bad Teddy, and overcome him. Jesus will help you; you can't fight without Him.'