"And I tell you, there is all eternity to do it in. Take him for
your master, and he will demand nothing of you which you are not able
to perform. This is the open door to bliss. With your last breath
you can cry to him, and he will hear you, as he heard the thief
on the cross who cried to him dying beside him. 'Lord, remember me
when thou comest into thy kingdom.' 'Today shalt thou be with me
in paradise.' It makes my heart swell to think of it, my lord! No
cross questioning of the poor fellow! No preaching to him! He just
took him with him where he was going, to make a man of him."
"Well, you know something of my history: what would you have me do
now? At once, I mean. What would the person you speak of have me
do?"
"That is not for me to say, my lord."
"You could give me a hint."
"No. God is telling you himself. For me to presume to tell you,
would be to interfere with him. What he would have a man do, he
lets him know in his mind."
"But what if I had not made up my mind before the last came?"
"Then I fear he would say to you--'Depart from me, thou worker
of iniquity.'"
"That would be hard when another minute might have done it."
"If another minute would have done it, you would have had it."
A paroxysm of pain followed, during which Mr Graham silently left
him.
CHAPTER LXX: END OR BEGINNING?
When the fit was over, and he found Mr Graham was gone, he asked
Malcolm, who had resumed his watch, how long it would take Lady
Florimel to come from Edinburgh.
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