But Lindau has got hold of one of those partial truths that hurt worse than the whole truth, and--" "Partial truth!" the young man interrupted.

"Didn't the Saviour himself say, 'How hardly shall they that have riches enter into the kingdom of God ?'" "Why, bless my soul!" cried March.

"Do you agree with Lindau ?" "I agree with the Lord Jesus Christ," said the young man, solemnly, and a strange light of fanaticism, of exaltation, came into his wide blue eyes.

"And I believe He meant the kingdom of heaven upon this earth, as well as in the skies." March threw himself back in his chair and looked at him with a kind of stupefaction, in which his eye wandered to the doorway, where he saw Fulkerson standing, it seemed to him a long time, before he heard him saying: "Hello, hello! What's the row?
Conrad pitching into you on old Lindau's account, too ?" The young man turned, and, after a glance at Fulkerson's light, smiling face, went out, as if in his present mood he could not bear the contact of that persiflant spirit.
March felt himself getting provisionally very angry again.

"Excuse me, Fulkerson, but did you know when you went out what Mr.Dryfoos wanted to see me for ?" "Well, no, I didn't exactly," said Fulkerson, taking his usual seat on a chair and looking over the back of it at March.