“Y––e––s, of course. But I can’t take my thought from Avon––”
“And thereby you emphasize your belief in the reality of evil.”
“Well––look at us! The Express stands for righteousness. And now we are a dead duck!”
“Then, if that is so, why not resign your position, Ned? Go seek work elsewhere.”
“No, sir! Not while the Express has a leg to stand on! Your words are an offense to me, sir!”
Hitt rose and clapped his friend heartily on the back. “Ned, old man! You’re a jewel! Things do look very dark for us, if we look only with the human sense of vision. But we are trying to look at the invisible things within. And there is only perfection there. Come, we must get to work. The Express still lives.”
“But––Carmen?”
Hitt turned and faced him. “Ned, Carmen is not in our hands. She is now completely with her God. We must henceforth wait on Him.”