"I distrust everything but God," she replied, "and even my faith in Him wavered when I read that terrible paragraph. All my prayers for you, all my instructions and labors, seemed for the time thrown away."
"That is like your mother's usual self-distrust," said Cyril Heath, "not want of faith in you, Frank."
"Thank you for that suggestion," said Mrs. Grey. "Well, we must send dispatches to Laura, and Margaret, and Belle, at once. You ought to have seen Laura's righteous indignation! It isn't a bad thing for people to find out how they love each other, through some emergency like this. How do you suppose a mother feels when she hears that her first-born son is under arrest? Were you really suspected to that degree?"
"Yes; and I am at large now only on bail."
"And how soon do you expect to clear yourself?"
"I don't know; there may be complications I do not foresee. But I shall come out all right in the end."
"Do you stand, with your friends, as you did before these charges?"
"With most of them I do. There were any number of them ready to go bail for me to any amount. Outsiders may look at the matter differently. I have taken a very decided religious stand here, and that has prejudiced some men against me, who are very glad to make a handle of this thing to injure the cause of Christ. I am inclined to think that, sooner or later, every one of His faithful disciples will have to suffer something, not only for, but with Him; if we do aggressive work for Him, we must expect aggression in return."
"I am glad you have learned that."