He could not bear that the stricken
face and figure should be seen by Nahoum, whom he believed to be secretly
gloating. "Saadat," he said brokenly, "God has always been with you; He
hasn't forgotten you now.
"The work of years," David murmured, and seemed not to hear.
"When God permits, shall man despair?" interposed Nahoum, in a voice that
lingered on the words. Nahoum accomplished what Lacey had failed to do.
His voice had pierced to some remote corner in David's nature, and roused
him. Was it that doubt, suspicion, had been wakened at last? Was some
sensitive nerve touched, that this Oriental should offer Christian
comfort to him in his need--to him who had seen the greater light? Or was
it that some unreality in the words struck a note which excited a new and
subconscious understanding? Perhaps it was a little of all three. He did
not stop to inquire. In crises such as that through which he was passing,
the mind and body act without reason, rather by the primal instinct, the
certain call of the things that were before reason was.
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