"How can any human being believe the Westminster Confession?"
"I don't suppose any human being does. It's a question of obstinacy, pride; a question of being caught in a trap."
The doctor laughed.
"You, my dear," continued the lady, "lack religious sentiment. You don't care. I cannot help being indignant when I see religion desecrated by religionists. It may be from the same feeling that I am sorry for a woman who adores her husband, and who must eventually find him out."
"Find him out! My dear——"
"I mean find out that he's not all that she has pictured. Leonard is a very ordinary mortal."
"But, on the whole, a very good fellow."
"Undoubtedly, but—a theologian of Hampton. I don't think you appreciate all that that may chance to mean to a woman you are pleased to call a religious enthusiast—meaning, I suppose, a woman who really craves religion."
"You must not take a word too seriously. The fact is that Mrs. Leonard has what may be termed an exalted temperament. One day I found her in tears and with traces of great agitation. She had been reading a book of ecstatic character. I hinted to Leonard that just now that sort of thing wouldn't do——"
"You were quite right. I remember that I suffered——"