"God's will is never terrible!" he flung back. Then:
"Are you one—who got larning?"
"I—learned to read, sir."
"And much—good it's done you—the larning! I warrant ye'd be better off without it. Women are. Good women are content with God's way. My wife was. Always willing, was she, to follow. God was enough for her—God and me!"
"I wonder!"
"Eh? What was that?"
"Nothing, sir. May I read to you?"
"Is the Book there?"
"Right here on the stand. What shall I read?"
"There's one verse as haunts me at times; find it in Acts—the seventeenth, I think—and along about the twenty-third verse. I used to conjure what it might mean more than was good for me. It haunts me now, though I ain't doubting but what the meaning will come to me, some day. Them as sits in darkness often gets spiritual leadings."