Sothebishopread，andLinlistened。Andallthewhilethisgoodclergymanwasperplexedhowtospeak——orifindeedtospeakatthistimeatall——totheheartofthemanbesidehimforwhomtheparablehadgonesosorelywrong。Whenthereadingwasdone，Linhadnottakenhiseyesfromthebishop’sface。
“Howlonghasthattherebeenwrote？“heasked。
Hewastoldabouthowlong。
“Mr。Bishop，“saidLin，“Iain’tgotgoodknowledgeoftheBible，andI
neverfiguredittobeabookmuchontofacts。AndItellyouI’mmoreplumbbeataboutit’shavingthatelderbrother，andhimbeingangry，downinblackandwhitetwothousandyearsago，than——thanifI’dseenamanturnwaterintowine，forI’dhaveknowedthatain’tso。Buttheelderbrotherisfacts——dead-surefacts。Andtheyknowedaboutthat，andputitdownjustthesameaslifetwothousandyearsago!“