A grace within his soul hath reigned
Which nothing else can bring.
Thank God for all that I have gained
By that high suffering!"
Peter, watching Judith with something deeply sad in his blue eyes, nodded when she had finished. "Youth!" he muttered. "Youth!"
"Do you believe it, Peter?" demanded Judith.
"Yes, I do. Girl, how much high suffering will you get out of your goings on with Scott?"
"None at all, Peter."
"I wish I were twenty years younger," said Peter.
"If you were twenty years younger you wouldn't be as wise as you are now."
"And what happiness has wisdom brought me?" exclaimed Peter.
"It must be mighty fine to really know things," said Judith.
"What kind of things?"