“Certainly,” I replied.
“I have been considerably burdened for you, lately, Brother Priddy.”
“Eh?”
“You have been the subject of my prayers.”
“How is that?”
“Because I think, though you may not realize it, that Satan is trying to lead you astray,” he answered, solemnly.
“That’s interesting, I’m sure.”
“It’s terrible!” he half shuddered.
“But—er—what especial act of mine, Jason, has brought out this—er—burden for me?”
“Carnal pride!” he exclaimed.