'Since Parkinson, notwithstanding his faith or want of faith, could be
a good husband and make a good woman happy, there was no reason why
another man should not do likewise, and no reason why spiritual
matters should stand in the way of earthly ties.'
'Some people look on those ties as more than merely earthly. However,
I will not argue the question with you. But she knows of your new
view, and approves of it?'
'I have not yet had an opportunity of speaking to her about it, but I
am certain she will not make any difficulty.'
'You intend telling her before you are married?'
'Undoubtedly. You do not think me capable of deceiving her?'
'No; but I do think you capable of deceiving yourself unwittingly. How
are you sure Marie will be content with the new departure?'
'I asked her if she would marry me supposing such a case arose, and
she said she would.'
'Well, but, my dear Osborne, more people than Marie are uneasy about
you. I think it would kill your poor mother if she thought your
present condition likely to be permanent.'
'My dear Nevill, what is the good of such thoughts? If I am of opinion
the sky is black at midday, the mere fact that another person is
grieved because I will not alter my opinion can in no way affect my
opinion itself. Neither my mother nor Marie can be more grieved than I
am at my present state. But if I suffer from a defect of sight, which
makes the sky seem black to me, how can the wishes of other people
change my eyes? If I myself could change my eyes, I would.'
'But ten thousand people say the sky at noon is blue for the ten that
say it's black. Has the weight of evidence no value for you?'
'No. Suppose, when we go to the drawing-room, all there gathered round
you and assured you Marie was Kate, would you believe us?'
'Certainly not; but that is not a fair case. Cæsar tells us he
conquered Gaul and Britain. But you have more than Cæsar's word for
it. You have most of the intelligent people of to-day and of eighteen
centuries believing Cæsar's word; and against his word, and the words
of sixty generations, you have only your own individual doubt.'
'My dear fellow, I am familiar with that argument and a hundred
others. Let us drop the subject. No one was ever yet convinced by an
argument when something more than reason did not prompt belief. I have
lost my faith, and can, of my own will, no more recover it than a
child who has lost a parent in a crowd can by its mere will return to
the guardianship of that parent.'
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