But you can't expect a cat to know manners like a Christian, you know, Miss Grey.' 'No; of course not, Nancy.

But what did Mr.Weston say then ?' 'He said nought; but he listened to me as steady an' patient as could be, an' never a bit o' scorn about him; so I went on, an' telled him all, just as I've telled you--an' more too.
'"Well," says he, "Mr.Hatfield was quite right in telling you to persevere in doing your duty; but in advising you to go to church and attend to the service, and so on, he didn't mean that was the whole of a Christian's duty: he only thought you might there learn what more was to be done, and be led to take delight in those exercises, instead of finding them a task and a burden.

And if you had asked him to explain those words that trouble you so much, I think he would have told you, that if many shall seek to enter in at the strait gate and shall not be able, it is their own sins that hinder them; just as a man with a large sack on his back might wish to pass through a narrow doorway, and find it impossible to do so unless he would leave his sack behind him.

But you, Nancy, I dare say, have no sins that you would not gladly throw aside, if you knew how ?" '"Indeed, sir, you speak truth," said I.
'"Well," says he, "you know the first and great commandment--and the second, which is like unto it--on which two commandments hang all the law and the prophets?
You say you cannot love God; but it strikes me that if you rightly consider who and what He is, you cannot help it.

He is your father, your best friend: every blessing, everything good, pleasant, or useful, comes from Him; and everything evil, everything you have reason to hate, to shun, or to fear, comes from Satan--_His_ enemy as well as ours.