"My need of what?"
"Of salvation."
"That would be adding sugar to honey, and I feel very contented with my honey. Good health, plenty of money, a tolerable position, and----"
"And you have yet to reckon with God. All these things come from Him, and all He can take away."
"I don't agree with you."
"Nor will you, until your pride is broken."
"That it never will be," said Leah, superbly.
"So you think in your insolence of beauty and health. But when you come to die?"
"Well, then, I shall die, and that's all about it."
"What is the glory of the rainbow to the colour-blind?" Lionel asked himself, and walked to the door. There he paused to deliver himself of a final warning: "Though you triumph in your own strength, and be at ease in the palace of sin, yet will the reckoning come. The Most High God--IS," and he departed.