"
"God will punish them according to His judgment, mother. It may be here
and it may be hereafter. We have nothing to do with their wrongdoing. We
must suffer and be brave--that is our duty and our mission."
"And do you see no injustice in that?" cried Mr. Watkins sharply.
"Was it right that poor Mary should be born to poverty and disease and
wear her young life out in agony, while so many of the wicked are
flourishing? Oh, I have tried not to question or even to think, but the
promise of salvation grows daily more dull in my ears. I doubt the mercy
of God and I cannot help it!"
CHAPTER XII.
A COMPLICATION OF TROUBLES.
Faith could think of no words then to comfort Mr. Watkins. His grief was
too poignant. She changed the subject.
When he left the house to go home, she put on her hat. There was
something she wished to say to him that she could not say before her
mother. There was an errand at the grocery that gave her an excuse, and
as the hour was not late, Faith welcomed the opportunity.
As soon as they were in the street she told him her experience with the
store detective and asked his advice in case she should be annoyed in
the future.
Before the words were fairly out of her mouth she wished she had not
spoken.
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