"How can one get out of humdrum?" Diana asked disconsolately.
"By living to God."
"I don't understand you."
"You understand how a woman can live to a beloved human creature, doing everything in the thought and the joy of her affection."
Was he probing her secret? Diana's breath came short; she sat with eyes cast down and a feeling of oppression; growing pale with her pain. But she said, "Well?"
"Let it be God, instead of a fellow-creature. Your life will have no humdrum then."
"But—one can only love what one knows," said Diana, speaking carefully.
"Precisely. And the Bible cry to men is, that they would 'know the
Lord.' For want of that knowledge, all goes wild."
"Do you mean that that will take the place of everything else?" said Diana, lifting her weary eyes to him. They were strong, beautiful eyes too, but the light of hope was gone, and all sparkle of pleasure, out of them. The look struck to the minister's heart. He answered, however, with no change of tone.
"I mean, that it more than takes the place of everything else."