“You didn’t tell me to do anything, Mr. Grant!”
“No; but what then did I give you the lesson for? Where is the good of such a lesson if it makes no difference to you! What was it I told you?”
Davie, who had never thought about it since, the lesson having been broken off before Donal could bring it to its natural fruit, considered, and said,
“That Jesus Christ rose from the dead.”
“Well—where is the good of knowing that?”
Davie was silent; he knew no good of knowing it, neither could imagine any. The Catechism, of which he had learned about half, suggested nothing.
“Come, Davie, I will help you: is Jesus dead, or is he alive?”
Davie considered.
“Alive,” he answered.
“What does he do?”