I
do not suppose that I ever shall, but I like to think of it sometimes."
"I only know of two things which a woman can turn to," he said, "the
stage and literature. Of course," he added hastily, "the first is out of
the question in your case."
"And so is the other, I am afraid," she answered shaking her head, "that
is if by literature you mean imaginative writing, and I suppose that
is the only way to get into notice. As I told you I lost my
imagination--well, to be frank, when I lost my faith. At one time I used
to have plenty, as I used to have plenty of faith, but the one went with
the other, I do not understand why."
"Don't you? I think I do. A mind without religious sentiment is like a
star without atmosphere, brighter than other stars but not so soft to
see. Religion, poetry, music, imagination, and even some of the
more exalted forms of passion, flourish in the same soil, and are, I
sometimes think, different manifestations of the same thing. Do you know
it is ridiculous to hear you talk of having lost your faith, because I
don't believe it. At the worst it has gone to sleep, and will wake
up again one day.
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