"What has altered your opinion of them, then?"
"It would take long to tell, sir: but what happened this morning filled the cup. I begin to think, sir, that their God and mine are not the same. Though why should I judge them, who worshipped that other God myself till no such long time since; and never knew, poor fool, that the Lord's name was Love?"
"I have found out that, too, in these last days. More shame to me than to you that I did not know it before."
"Well for us both that we do know it now, sir. For if we believed Him now, sir, to be aught but perfect Love, how could we look round here to-night, and not go mad?"
"Amen!" said Frank.
And how had the pestilence, of all things on earth, revealed to those two noble souls that God is Love?
Let the reader, if he have supplied Campbell's sermon, answer the question for himself.
They went in, and upstairs to Willis.
Grace bent over the old man, tenderly, but with no sign of sorrow.
Dry-eyed, she kissed the old man's forehead; arranged his bed-clothes,
woman-like, before she knelt down; and then the three received the
Sacrament together.
"Don't turn me out," whispered Tom. "It's no concern of mine, of course; but you are all good creatures, and, somehow, I should like to be with you."