"Do you consider it good that my boy is well, Rev. Jones?"
"Why certainly."
"Did you ever hear of the devil doing good?"
"No," said the Rev. Jones, with a shake of his head.
"Then how can you say his getting well is the work of the devil who never does anything good?"
Rev. Jones sat back in his chair with a jerk.
"Rev. Williams, do you intend to defend this heretical cult?"
"Certainly not. I merely gave you the answer my boy gave me."
"A very bright answer, when you think of it," said Rev. Jones, rather stiffly.
"Especially so, coming from one of those simple-minded fellows who only believed they were sick and then claimed that book healed them." It had nettled the Rev. Williams a little to hear his son called simple-minded, after the boy had shown that his knowledge of the deep things of the Bible surpassed his own, hence his reply.