“Well, so it is,” said Mrs Inglis.
“‘In the world’s broad field of battle.’ Don’t you remember, Davie?”
“Yes, I remember, ‘Be a hero in the strife,’” said David. “And Paul bids Timothy, ‘Fight the good fight of faith;’ and in another place he says, ‘That thou mayest war a good warfare;’ which is better authority than your poet, Violet.”
“Yes, and when he was an old man—Paul, I mean—he said, ‘I have fought the good fight; I have finished the course; I have kept the faith.’”
“And is there not something about armour?” asked Frank, who was not very sure of his Bible knowledge.
“Yes. ‘Put ye on the whole armour of God, that ye may be able to stand in the evil day, and having done all to stand.’ That is Paul, too.”
“Yes,” said Jem, slowly. “That was to be put on against the wiles of the devil. ‘Ye wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities and powers; against the rulers of the darkness of this world; against spiritual wickedness in high places.’”
Frank uttered an exclamation.
“They needed armour, I think.”
“Not more than we do now, my boy. We have the same enemies,” said his aunt.