“Why not, Barney?” asked Dick. “You could do it well.”
“What? Did you ever hear me talk? I can talk a little with my fingers, but my tongue is unconscionably slow.”
“There was a man once slow of speech,” replied Dick quietly, “but he was given a message and he led a nation into freedom.”
Barney nodded. “I remember him. But he could do things.”
“No,” answered Dick, “but he believed God could do things.”
“Perhaps so. That was rather long ago.”
“With God,” replied Dick earnestly, “there is no such thing as long ago.”
“All the same,” said Barney, “I guess these things don't happen now.”
“I believe they happen,” replied his brother, “where God finds a man who will take his life in his hand and go.”
“Well, I don't know about that,” replied Barney, “but I do know that you must quit talking and sleep. Now, hear me, drop that meeting out of your mind. I'll look after it.”