"You would still pity her ?" she persisted, "and still feel for her ?" "With all my heart." "Oh, how good you are!" He held up his hand in warning.

The tones of his voice deepened, the luster of his eyes brightened.

She had stirred in the depths of that great heart the faith in which the man lived--the steady principle which guided his modest and noble life.
"No!" he cried.

"Don't say that! Say that I try to love my neighbor as myself.

Who but a Pharisee can believe that he is better than another?
The best among us to-day may, but for the mercy of God, be the worst among us tomorrow.