He never suspected she was unaware of
his presence. By degrees her voice grew a little louder, and by and
by these words reached him:
"You know, Davie dear, every sin, whatever it is, deserves God's
wrath and curse, both in this life and that which is to come; and if
it had not been that Jesus Christ gave himself to turn away his
anger and satisfy his justice by bearing the punishment for us, God
would send us all to the place of misery for ever and ever. It is
for his sake, not for ours, that he pardons us."
She had not yet ceased when Donal rose in the wrath of love, and
came out into the room.
"Lady Arctura," he said, "I dare not sit still and hear such false
things uttered against the blessed God!"
Lady Arctura started in dire dismay, but in virtue of her breed and
her pride recovered herself immediately, drew herself up, and said--
"Mr. Grant, you forget yourself!"
"I'm very willing to do that, my lady," answered Donal, "but I must
not forget the honour of my God. If you were a heathen woman I might
think whether the hour was come for enlightening you further, but to
hear one who has had the Bible in her hands from her childhood say
such things about the God who made her and sent his Son to save her,
without answering a word for him, would be cowardly!"
"What do you know about such things? What gives you a right to
speak?" said lady Arctura.
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