What on earth would he think of the manse
lady calling one of his sheep a Jezebel? "Well, David," she said to
herself decidedly, "God gave you a wife for some purpose, and I'm slick
if I haven't much brains." And she shook a slender fist at her image
in the mirror and went back to setting the table.
David was talkative that evening. "You haven't seen much of Mrs.
Waldemar, have you, dear? People here don't think much Of her. She is
very advanced,--too advanced, of course. But she is very broad, and
kind. She is well educated, too, and for one who has had no training,
she grasps Bible truths in a most remarkable way. She has never had
the proper guidance, that's the worst of it. With a little wise
direction she will be a great addition to our church and a big help in
many ways."
Carol lowered her lashes reflectively. She was wondering how much of
this "wise direction" was going to fall to her precious David?
"I imagine our women are a little jealous of her, and that blinds them
to her many fine qualities."
Carol agreed, with a certain lack of enthusiasm, and David continued
with evident relish.
"Some of her ideas are dangerous, but when she is shown the weakness of
her position she will change.
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