‘Even so.’
‘A frail minority, then, burn incense to him.’
‘We are the chosen people.’
‘Chosen for scoffs, and scorns, and contumelies. Commend me to such choice.’
‘We forgot Him, before He chastened us.’
‘Why did we?’
‘Thou knowest the records of our holy race.’
‘Yes, I know them; like all records, annals of blood.’
‘Annals of victory, that will dawn again.’
‘If redemption be but another name for carnage, I envy no Messiah.’