_Fetherston._ If a man whom I knew and trusted told me such a story on his honour I should trust him no longer, and I should believe him to be either insane or dishonest. _Easterley._ Suppose that ten men whom you knew and trusted agreed in telling you the same story? _Fetherston_ (with a slight laugh). Then I should begin to suspect that I had gone mad myself, but I should never believe it. _Easterley._ Yet you believe a story which is nearly two thousand years old and which is full of mystery from beginning to end: the story of a man who was born mysteriously, who exercised mysterious powers during his life, and after death by violence lived again mysteriously, and at last left this world mysteriously. [Now you must know I spoke here knowing what I was about, for Fetherston was an enthusiastic churchman, and in company with a clergyman who was one of us he had organized a regular Sunday service, and, on the very last Sunday, was one of a small number to whom the clergyman had administered the sacrament.] It seems to me, Mr. Fetherston, I went on to say, that you, like some people I have met, can believe a thing with one side of your head and disbelieve it with the other. _Fetherston._ You are certainly like some people I have met. You throw the Christian religion overboard and then you take to believing a lot of puerile absurdities. _Easterley._ Softly now, you must not say that I throw the Christian religion overboard. It may be that I do not accept it in quite the same sense as you, still I accept it. And as for the supernatural, if I said that I believed in it or that I did not believe in it, I should most likely to some extent deceive you. _Fetherston._ You mean that you could not answer with a plain “yes” or “no.” _Easterley._ Not quite that; but I could not answer as you do with “yes” and “no.” I should have to distinguish. _Fetherston._ Distinguish then, please. _Easterley._ Well, when you say that you don’t believe in the supernatural, I reply that what I don’t believe in is the natural. _Fetherston._ I am afraid I must ask you to explain your explanation. _Easterley._ What I mean is this. I believe that there is nothing at all, from a bucket of saltwater to the head on your shoulders, of which a full account can be given by any man. You go further and further back until you can get no further, but still you see that you are not at the end. Every natural thing implies a principle which is outside nature. _Fetherston._ But you believe that there is a law for everything? _Easterley._ I believe that order prevails everywhere, and that everything has its place in that order; you may if you like call that order nature. Then I say that if there be ghosts they are part of nature; they have their place in nature as well as we. And we as well as the ghosts, and the air and the water as well as we, imply something that is not nature. Everything is natural and everything is supernatural.