Part 50 (1/2)

She smiled a little. ”I think you scientific people go a long way round to explain a very simple thing. I've read some of the explanations of the way in which you think these phenomena come, but they are harder to understand than the thing itself. My father, my husband, and my little son are alive. I know that. No one can destroy that faith in me.”

”I do not wish to destroy that faith--only so far as it seems to threaten your daughter.”

”I am perfectly sure they know better what we should do than any one on the earth-plane. I cannot see why you people oppose the idea of the spirit-world when it is so beautiful and could fill the world with hope. The Bible teaches it when you read it right. It is full of references to spirits. Did not Christ rise from the dead and manifest to His disciples?”

”And did He not cast out devils?”

She was momentarily at a loss, but soon recovered. ”But if you admit there are _evil_ spirits--”

”But I don't. I said that merely to show you that a sceptic can quote Scripture to his purpose. There is no place in my philosophy for the supernatural.”

”That is what we believe,” she eagerly responded. ”I used to be frightened by the things that happened to Viola, but now I know they are natural, just as natural as anything else. My loved ones are not far away, they are very near, but, oh, so intangible. If I could only touch them!” In this was the cry of her soul. She deeply sighed. ”I am growing old, and that means I live in the past more and more. When Waltie comes I can imagine myself as I was when we first went to the mountains. Robert means more and more to me, and all fear of 'the change' is gone. Really, if it were not for Viola I would like to go over to the other side to-night. The spirit-plane seems so much more care-free and bright. This life is but a preparatory school at best.”

”That is all wrong,” he decisively replied. ”Very wrong. Even if your idea of the other world were right, you should not abandon your hold on this till your work was done. A general condition of mind like yours would stop all invention, all discovery, and especially all philanthropy. In fact, the only philanthropy would be murder. To end man's suffering here would be a duty. War would be a blessing, and disease a rescue. No, no. You must not talk like that.”

”Oh, I'm not really thinking of going. I feel that I must stay a little while longer to see Viola settled in life.”

”What do you mean by that? Do you mean married, and happy, or do you mean given over entirely to the trance?”

”I suppose she ought to marry--she is very unhappy as she is.”

”Now, that is what I especially wanted to talk with you about. I have decided to ask your daughter to put herself into my hands, and I hope you will give your consent.”

”I shall be glad to have you take charge of her, professor, and father, I know, is anxious to have you head the committee.”

”Oh, I don't mean that! I mean something much more intimate, much more important.” This brought him face to face with himself and the decision over which he had agonized for so long, and for an instant he hesitated, then took the plunge bravely. ”I love your daughter, Mrs.

Lambert, and I want your permission to tell her so.”

She drew back into her chair with a gasp of surprise and a look of alarm.

”Oh, I didn't understand! I thought you meant--I don't know--I--” She was utterly at a loss for words, but he understood her.

”Your hesitation is not flattering to me. I hope you don't absolutely distrust me.”

Her embarra.s.sment was pitiful. ”Oh no, indeed! But you are a sceptic.

You don't believe in us--in her.”

”Oh yes, I do!”

”And, besides, she has been promised for two years to Tony--Mr.

Clarke.”

He grew a little hard at mention of the preacher's name. ”But she fears and hates Clarke. She has broken with him. She told my sister that she was done with him forever. You will not ask her to marry a man she distrusts?”

She flew to Clarke's defence. ”That was only a mood, a lover's quarrel. He was all upset by Pratt and--and other things. I will not allow her to desert him when he is in trouble. He has been so much to us, and he is a n.o.ble character in spite of all.”

”All this is very disturbing to me,” he answered, more humorously than he felt. ”But, nevertheless, I also claim to be a n.o.ble character.”

She began once more to realize his place in the world and his kindness to Viola. ”I know that, professor, I fully recognize the honor you do her and me, but she is not like other girls. She is set aside to do G.o.d's work, and ought not to marry at all. That is why the 'guides'

have given her to Anthony; he, too, is consecrated.”