"Surely," exclaimed Mrs. Dlimm, "that's a rather strong statement. I can understand how Miss Marsden can do a great deal for one. We have had very nice experience in that direction; but just how she should teach you more than all the grave professors and learned text-books is not clear at once."
"Well, she has," he maintained stoutly. "I doubt whether your husband gets as much light upon the Bible from that huge commentary there as Miss Marsden gave me in one afternoon."
Mrs. Dlimm turned her eyes inquiringly toward Lottie, who said, laughingly, "It would seem, last week, that I was a heathen and Mr. Hemstead a heretic."
"And what are you now?"
"O, he's all right now."
"And not you?"
"I fear I shall always be a little crooked; but I hope I am not exactly a heathen any longer."
"Miss Marsden was a heathen, as Nathanael was a shrewd and dishonest
Jew," said Hemstead.
"What kind of a Jew was Nathanael?" asked Lottie, innocently.
"Christ said, when he first saw him," replied Mrs. Dlimm, smiling,
"'Behold an Israelite indeed, in whom is no guile.'"