"Come, my child, say: 'I believe in God'—I shall say it first."
The doctor had not forbidden that.
Czipra devoutly waited for the words of wonder.
What a great, what a comforting world of thoughts.
A God who is a Father, a mother who is a maiden. A God who will be man for man's sake, and who suffered at man's hands, who died and rose again promises true justice, forgiveness for sins, resurrection, life eternal!
"What is that life eternal?"
If only some one could have answered!
The atheist was kneeling down beside the girl's bed when the priest arrived.
He did not rise, was not embarrassed at his presence.
"See, reverend sir, here is a neophyte, waiting for the baptismal water: I have just taught her the 'credo.'"