I'd just gently like bring her round some time; keep on prayin', an' all that, but don't force it.

It will only make trouble for you." John hurried away from him, stung to the quick.

This, then, was his own real attitude; this was what his plea of wisdom had meant this last year.
His own deceit loomed up before his soul, and the sky of faith grew black.

One by one, the accusations of the elders repeated themselves to him, and he made no protest.

His assenting conscience left him absolutely defenseless..