“It depends on the principle,” he observed gravely.
“Oh! all things depend on that,” I said.
“Which did you visit?” he asked.
“I was taken to see some women, who, had they been on the earth, would have been termed mad.”
He gave me a sharp sidelong glance.
“Perhaps they were mad,” he surmised.
“I think not. With all the appearance of madness they were sane. Saner than they ever were on earth.”
“Come, come, that is putting it rather strongly.”
“I think not. They had been brought to recognise their sin.”
“Yes. But that is the only thing they recognised. They ought to cultivate a broader mind.”