"Yes," put in Mr. Growther; "and he went away without his breakfast, and it was mighty little he took for lunch; all men are savages when they haven't eaten anything."
"Pardon me, Mrs. Arnot," said Haldane gloomily, "all this does not meet the case at all. I had been hoping that I was a Christian; what is more, it seems to me that I had had the feelings and experiences of a Christian."
"I have nothing to say against that," said the lady quietly; "I am very glad that you had."
"After what has occurred what right have I to think myself a Christian?"
"As good a right as multitudes of others."
"Now, Mrs. Arnot, that seems to me to be contrary to reason."
"It is not contrary to fact. Good people in the Bible, good people in history, and to my personal knowledge, too, have been left to do outrageously wrong things. To err is human; and we are all very human, Egbert."
"But I don't feel that I am a Christian any longer," he said sadly.
"Perhaps you are not, and never were. But this is a question that you can never settle by consulting your own feelings."
"Then how can I settle it?" was the eager response.