"I wouldn't have done it, though, if it hadn't been for you."

"I'm not so sure about that."

"I am. You're coming to make me feel confoundedly uncomfortable in my
heathenish life."

"I wish I could."

"I never had such a sermon in my life as you gave me this morning. A
Christian act like yours is worth a year of religious talk."

She looked at him wistfully for a moment and then asked, a little abruptly,
"Mr. Holcroft, have you truly forgiven that Weeks family?"

"Oh, yes! I suppose so. I've forgiven the old lady, anyhow. I've shaken
hands with her."

"If her husband and son should come and apologize and say they were sorry,
would you truly and honestly forgive them?"

"Certainly! I couldn't hold a grudge after that. What are you aiming at?"
and he turned and looked inquiringly into her face.

It was flushed and tearful in its eager, earnest interest. "Don't you see?"
she faltered.

He shook his head, but was suddenly and strangely moved by her expression.

"Why, Mr. Holcroft, if you can honestly forgive those who have wronged you,