THE MAN FROM GLENGARRY
"Why, he wanted to get them back," said Hughie.
"Quite true," said his mother. "So you see, he did exactly as he wanted to."
"Then you mean the Lord had nothing to do with it?" asked Ranald.
"No, I could not say that."
"Then," said Harry, "Pharaoh could not help himself. Now, could he?"
"He did what he wished to do," said his aunt.
"Yes," said Ranald, quickly, "but could he help wishing to do what he did?"
"If he had been a different man, more humble minded, and more willing to be taught, he would not have wished to do what he did."
"Mother," said Hughie, changing his ground a little, and lowering his voice, "do you think Pharaoh is lost, and all his soldiers, and—and all the people who were bad?"
Mrs. Murray looked at him in silence for a few moments, then said, very sadly, "I can't answer that question, Hughie. I do not know."
"But, mother," persisted Hughie, "are not wicked people lost?"
"Yes, Hughie," replied his mother, "all those who do not repent of their sins and cry to God for mercy."
"Oh, mother," cried Hughie, "forever?"
His mother did not reply.
"Will He never let them out, mother?" continued Hughie, in piteous appeal.
"Listen to me, Hughie," said his mother, very
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