"Yes, there is no objection to that; and it is usually Stina who talks with them."
"And so it is left entirely to chance?"
She had turned from me, and sat in her former attitude.
"Entirely to chance," she replied, in a tone that was almost one of indifference.
I briefly related to her what Stina had told the boys about the life beyond the grave, about angels, etc., and I inquired if she approved of this.
She turned her face toward me. "Yes; why not?" said she. Her great eyes viewed me so innocently; but as I did not answer immediately the blood slowly coursed up into her face.
"If anything of the kind is to be told to them," said she, "it must be something that will take hold of their childish imaginations."
"It confuses the reality for them, my dear lady, and that is the same thing as to disturb the development of their faculties."
"Make them stupid, do you mean?"
"Well, if not exactly stupid, it would at least hinder them from using their faculties rightly."