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"How _can_ they play cards all night?"
"Whist is very ensnaring. And the little excitement of stakes draws people on."
"Stakes?" said Lois inquiringly.
"Sums staked on the game."
"Oh! But that is worse than foolish."
"It is to keep the game from growing tiresome. Do you see any harm in it?"
"Why, that's gambling."
"In a small way."
"Is it always in a small way?"
"People do not generally play very high at whist."
"It is all the same thing," said Lois. "People begin with a little, and then a little will not satisfy them."
"True; but one must take the world as one finds it."
"Is the New York world like this?" said Lois, after a moment's pause.
"No! Not in the coa.r.s.eness you find Mr. Greville tells of. In the matter of pleasure-seeking, I am afraid times and places are much alike. Those who live for pleasure, are driven to seek it in all manner of ways. The ways sometimes vary; the principle does not."
"And do all the men gamble?"
"No. Many do not touch cards. My friend, Mr. Dillwyn, for example."
"Mr. Dillwyn? Do you know him?"
"Very well. He was a dear friend of my husband, and has been a faithful friend to me. Do you know him?"
"A little. I have seen him."
"You must not expect too much from the world, my dear."
"According to what you say, one must not expect _anything_ from it."
"That is too severe."
"No," said Lois. "What is there to admire or respect in a person who lives only for pleasure?"
"Sometimes there are fine qualities, and brilliant parts, and n.o.ble powers."
"Ah, that makes it only worse!" cried Lois. "Fine qualities, and brilliant parts, and n.o.ble powers, all used for nothing! That _is_ miserable; and when there is so much to do in the world, too!"
"Of what kind?" asked Mrs. Barclay, curious to know her companion's course of thought.
"O, help."
"What sort of help?"
"Almost all sorts," said Lois. "You must know even better than I. Don't you see a great many people in New York that are in want of some sort of help?"
"Yes; but it is not always easy to give, even where the need is greatest. People's troubles come largely from their follies."
"Or from other people's follies."
"That is true. But how would you help, Lois?"
"Where there's a will, there's a way, Mrs. Barclay."
"You are thinking of help to the poor? There is a great deal of that done."
"I am thinking of poverty, and sickness, and weakness, and ignorance, and injustice. And a grand man could do a great deal. But not if he lived like the creatures in this book. I never saw such a book."
"But we must take men as we find them; and most men are busy seeking their own happiness. You cannot blame them for that. It is human nature."
"I blame them for seeking it so. And it is not happiness that people play whist for, till four o'clock in the morning."
"What then?"
"Forgetfulness, I should think; distraction; because they do not know anything about happiness."
"Who does?" said Mrs. Barclay sadly.
Lois was silent, not because she had not something to say, but because she was not certain how best to say it. There was no doubt in her sweet face, rather a grave a.s.surance which stimulated Mrs. Barclay's curiosity.
"We must take people as we find them," she repeated. "You cannot expect men who live for pleasure to give up their search for the sake of other people's pleasure."
"Yet that is the way,--which they miss," said Lois.
"The way to what?"
"To real enjoyment. To life that is worth living."
"What would you have them do?"
"Only what the Bible says."
"I do not believe I know the Bible as well as you do. Of what directions are you thinking? 'The poor ye have always with you'?"
"Not that," said Lois. "Let me get my Bible, and I will tell you.--This, Mrs. Barclay--'To loose the bands of wickedness, to undo the heavy burdens, and to let the oppressed go free, and that ye break every yoke..... To deal thy bread to the hungry, and that thou bring the poor that are cast out to thy house; when thou seest the naked, that thou cover him; and that thou hide not thyself from thine own flesh'....."
"And do you think, to live right, one must live so?"