"I said that your maxim, 'All is for the best,' is a pretty maxim, and no more," replied the lawyer, regarding Verty with an air of rough indifference, as though he tad totally forgotten the scene of the morning.
"I'm sure you are wrong, sir," Redbud said.
"Very likely—to be taught by a child!" grumbled the lawyer.
Redbud caught the words.
"I know I ought not to dispute with you, sir," she said; "but what I said is in the Bible, and you know that cannot contain what is not true."
"Hum!" said Mr. Rushton. "That was an unhappy age—and the philosophy of Voltaire and Rousseau had produced its effect even on the strongest minds."
"God does all for the best, and He is a merciful and loving Being," said Redbud. "Even if we suffer here, in this world, every affliction, we know that there is a blessed recompense in the other world."
"Humph!—how?" said the skeptic.
"By faith?"
"What is faith?" he said, looking carelessly at the girl.