If she had been alive, one would not feel the same responsibility; she was a singularly saintly woman." "You are quite right, Sir," said Jack quickly, "and I suspect you rather mean that I am the one that should feel condemned." "Not at all! Not at all, Jack! I am thinking, as every man must, of my own responsibility, though, doubtless, you have yours as well.

Of course I know quite well you have stuck by him splendidly in his fight for a clean and self-controlled life, but one wonders whether there is not something more." "There is, Sir!" replied his son quickly.

"There undoubtedly is! But though I have no hesitation in speaking to men down in the Settlement about these things, you know, still, somehow, to a man of your own class, and to a personal friend, one hesitates.

One shrinks from what seems like assuming an attitude of superiority." "I appreciate that," said his father, "but yet one wonders to what extent this shrinking is due to a real sense of one's own imperfections, and to what extent it is due to an unwillingness to risk criticism, even from ourselves, in a loyal attempt to serve the Master and His cause.
And, besides that, one wonders whether from any cause one should hesitate to do the truly kind and Christian thing to one's friend.

I mean, you value your religion; or, to put it personally, as Rob would, you would esteem as your chief possession your knowledge of the Christ, as Friend and Saviour.