Did you hear who brought me?
O Ephraim! I have been out walking with the false prophet, and then with one of his disciples." Susannah, sitting by the fire, looked at him trying to smile through his gloom.
She began again, then stopped; how to impart the full flavour of that which had befallen her she did not know.

It seemed to her that the difficulty lay in Ephraim's silence.

She was not aware that she had not even a distinct thought for a certain interest in her late companion which she most wanted to put into words.

"Ephraim, it's all very well for you to stand there drying your feet, but--but--they were just like other people, as you told Mr.Finney, you know." "Did you expect them to have horns and tails ?" "I don't think they are very wicked," said Susannah.

She looked down as she said it, speaking with a certain undefined tenderness of tone begotten of a new experience.
"Well ?" "That's all." "How could you know whether they are wicked or not ?" he burst out angrily.