"
"Let me tell you someting--thing. Did I get tha-at right?"
"You get the th as well as I, and the w's trouble you no more."
"Only sometimes I forget, I was going to say, you remember the first
night you came here?"
"I certainly do;" and he pressed her fingers a little closer.
"Well, I seemed to know you from the first. Though you looked bad and
like a tramp, I knew you were not, and I felt as if I had known you
before."
They were silent again, "reading life's meaning in each other's eyes."
Signe filled the stove from the box beside it.
"You remember that book you gave me to read the other day, Signe?"
"Yes; what do you think of it?"
"I have been thinking considerably about it. It sets forth gospel
doctrine altogether different from what I have ever heard; still it
agrees perfectly with what Christ and His disciples taught. You know, I
have always been taught that man is a kind of passive being, as regards
the salvation of his soul; that everything has been done for him; that,
in fact, it would be the basest presumption on his part to attempt to do
anything for himself; that man is without free agency in the matter;
that he is simply as a lump of clay, and with little more intelligence
or active powers.
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