"I believe in an undefinable creative power," answered Levis sharply. "As for revelation or miracles or immortality or divinity come to earth—they are delusions created by the imagination of men as panaceas for the fear of death."
The old man clasped his hands, anger transmuted into terror.
"Immortality!" he repeated. "You don't doubt immortality?"
"I think we shall be immortal as part of the revolving earth."
"Will you tell Ellen that?" asked Grandfather in a whisper.
"No," said Levis. "If Ellen has as good a mind as I think she has, she will find all that out for herself. Good-night."
Amos barred the way to the door.
"We will pray for them and you," said he.
"I have no objections," answered Levis. "Pray away!"