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“I should say,” said Miss Ophelia, “that he ought to repent, and begin now.” “Always practical and to the point!” said St. Clare, his face breaking out into a smile. “You never leave me any time for general reflections, cousin; you always bring me short up against the actual present; you have a kind of eternal now, al- ways in your mind.” “Now is all the time I have anything to do with,” said Miss Ophelia. “Dear little Eva,- poor child!” said St. Clare, little simple soul on a good work for me." It was the first time since Eva’s death that he had ever said as many words as these of her, and he spoke now evidently repressing very strong feeling. “My view of Christianity is such,” he added, “that I think no man can consis- tently profess it without throwing the whole weight of his being against this mon- strous system of injustice that lies at the foundation of all our society; and, if need be, sacrificing himself in the battle. That is, I mean that I could not be a Christian otherwise though I have certainly had intercourse with a great many enlightened and Christian people who did no such thing; and I confess that the apathy of relig- ious people on this subject, their want of perception of wrongs that filled me with horror, have engendered in me more scepticism than any other thing.” “If you knew all this,” said Miss Ophelia, “why didn’t you do it?” |
