"Oh, you poor soul!" His tone and look were pitiful.
"Reserve your sympathy till you hear what I have to say. But first tell me honestly, can Christ cure me?"
"Yes--if it is His Will."
"Then let Him."
"You must have Faith."
"Faith in what?"
"In His power and Will to heal."
"How can I believe, when I do not believe?"
"He died for you on the Cross."
"He did not. That was purely a political matter because the Jews feared the Romans. I have read Strauss; I have read Renan; the four Gospels also: you can't puzzle me. He was a good man, a very good man--quite a saint, if you will. But--the Son of God?" She shook her head with a hard frown of disbelief.