Американская трагедия

Chapter 31

           I’mnotaskingyoutopraybecauseIthinkyouareguiltyofthedeathofRobertaAlden.Idon’tknow.Youhaven’ttoldme.OnlyyouandGodknowwhatyoursinsandyoursorrowsare.ButIdoknowyouneedspiritualhelpandHewillgiveyouthat—oh,fully.‘TheLordwillbearefugefortheoppressed;arefugeintimeoftrouble.’"

           HesmiledasthoughhewerenowreallyfondofClyde.AndClydefeelingthisandbeingintriguedbyit,repliedthattherewasn’tanythingjustthenthathewantedtosayexcepttotellhismotherthathewasallright—andmakeherfeelalittlebetterabouthim,maybe,ifhecould.Herletterswereverysad,hethought.Sheworriedtoomuchabouthim.Besideshe,himself,wasn’tfeelingsoverygood—notalittlerundownandworriedthesedays.Whowouldn’tbeinhisposition?Indeed,ifonlyhecouldwintospiritualpeacethroughprayer,hewouldbegladtodoit.Hismotherhadalwaysurgedhimtopray—butuptonowhewassorrytosayhehadn’tfollowedheradviceverymuch.Helookedverydistraitandgloomy—themarkedprisonpallorhavinglongsincesettledonhisface.

           AndtheReverendDuncan,nowverymuchtouchedbyhisstate,replied:"Well,don’tworry,Clyde.Enlightenmentandpeacearesurelygoingtocometoyou.Icanseethat.YouhaveaBiblethere,Isee.OpenitanywhereinPsalmsandread.The51st,91st,23rd.OpentoSt.John.Readitall—overandover.

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