The girl nodded shyly and went out.
"What do you want to see her for, Alfred?" asked his wife.
"It's my duty to see her. I won't act till I've given her every chance."
"You don't know what she is. She'll insult you."
"Let her insult me. Let her spit on me. She has an immortal soul, and I must do all that is in my power to save it."
Mrs Davidson's ears rang still with the harlot's mocking laughter.
"She's gone too far."
"Too far for the mercy of God?" His eyes lit up suddenly and his voice grew mellow and soft. "Never. The sinner may be deeper in sin than the depth of hell itself, but the love of the Lord Jesus can reach him still."
The girl came back with the message.
"Miss Thompson's compliments and as long as Rev. Davidson don't come in business hours she'll be glad to see him any time."