“I have noticed that sometimes some of you call it ‘class.’ Is it a class? Is it not rather a club; have we not all gone forward together?”
Ruth answered: “It is each or both. Sometimes we speak of it as class, or club, or lesson.”
“Surely it is a lesson,” said Henry, “because we have learned something from it. Whatever you learn from is a lesson.”
Well, after all, I suppose I have given them my thought; and that is what I must have meant to do.
I asked them what practical result the ideas had had upon their lives.
“Do you mean in action?” asked Marian. “I never stop to think of it when I act, but I find that I refer my thoughts again and again to this standard, when I don’t mean to, or expect to.”
“It is a habit of thought,” I answered, “and our habits of thought unconsciously make our actions.”
“Yes,” said Virginia, “things that happen are always bringing to mind the things we speak of here.”
“But we have not yet reached an absolute, stiff conclusion, have we?” insisted Marian.
“No,” I answered; “we are going to be seekers all our lives—are we not?—comrades in the search for light?”