Susannah sat sulky and disconsolate.

She had a vague idea that the vengeance of heaven was overtaking her for merely listening to such heresy.

Over against this was a shadowy doubt whether it might not be true, roused by Emma's continued persistency.
"Is it any easier to believe that those things happened to folks when the Bible was written?
Don't you believe that God appeared to Moses and Samuel and told them the very words to write down, and showed them visions; and isn't He the same God yesterday, to-day, and for ever?
It's just what it says in the Bible shall come about in the latter days.

It's because of the great apostasy of the Church, no one really believing in Jesus Christ, that a new prophet had to appear--that's Joseph." "They do believe," Susannah spoke sullenly.
"Well, there's your aunt, Mis' Croom.

Now she's as good as there is in the modern Church, isn't she?
She's doing all she can to save her soul.
She can't do it, for she don't believe.