"Pooh!" cried Kate. "Why pay any attention to him? He’s o-only a man, and men are always wrong! H-he’s talking through his h-hat, that’s w-what he’s doing. He’s jealous." She was sitting near St. Quentin, and, turning to him under cover of the conversation, she murmured: "What are you laughing at behind your hand?" "I was simply remarking a phenomenon that I have often remarked before, and that is, that Christian Science seems to possess a peculiar power--" "Oh, oh! are you going over to the enemy?" asked Kate. "You didn’t let me finish. I was going to say that it possesses a peculiar power of making well-bred people forget what is due a civilized community. I have never, I think, heard so much rudeness, such rank inelegance, such brutal prejudice expressed on any subject which polite society discusses. It takes Christian Science every time to make people absolutely insulting to their best friends." "Funny, isn’t it? I don’t mind it so much since Carolina got into it; she is so honest and so brave about answering it, b-but I used to hate it so it c-cankered the roof of my mouth j-just to speak the name of it." "Another curious thing I have noticed," said St. Quentin, speaking for Kate’s ear only, "is that those who hate it most violently at first generally end by adopting it, so look out!" "You don’t mean it!" cried Kate, in such a horror-stricken voice that every one heard her. "D-don’t ask me what we are t-talking about, because it is not f-fit for you to hear," she cried. "Carolina," said Mr. Howard, tactfully, "please tell us what you have found in Christian Science. I have always had a great respect for your intelligence, and I am not prepared to find it befogged in this instance, or that you have been deceived." He never forgot the luminous gratitude of her look. "Thank you, dear Mr. Howard. Let me see if I can tell you what it is and what it has done for me. It is the theory of mind over matter, put in practice and lived up to. It teaches us to understand before we are called upon to believe. It is the study of Christian metaphysics, or metaphysics spiritualized. It takes all the impossible out of the Scriptures, and makes them understandable, not to a fool, but to the wise man,--the man capable of understanding a great matter. Having done this for the brain, it teaches so absolutely a God of Love, a God who is both father and mother in the love and yearning tenderness of His thought toward us, that it eliminates all fear from our lives. All fear! Can you take that in at once? It makes the ninety-first psalm a personal talk between a father and his dearly loved child. To me it sounds just as if daddy were talking to me from the Beyond. That would be just his attitude toward me if he possessed God’s power. And if you believe it,--if you can once let yourself believe it, it makes this earth instantly into heaven."