“Why?”
“You have no faith.”
“Faith in what?”
“Faith in me—in my mission—in my truth.”
“I have faith in you—tell me what is for my good.”
“You must be more humble; your pride and your suspicion will never let you be saved. You must have some hard lessons yet to bring you down—to humiliate you—to purify.”
Here there was a long pause, when Manton, growing impatient, finally asked—
“Is this all you have to say to me? Is this all you see now?”
“No.”
“Well, what is it?”