She listened; and with such signs as change of expression, flushes of emotion, movements of surprise and brightenings of interest to encourage him, the old Christian talked.
When he had progressed sufficiently to round out the theory of Christianity, she had grasped a new standard.

The contrast between the old and the new made itself instantly felt.

On one hand was the simple and logical; on the other the complex and dogmatic.

The Christian was able to measure proportionately how much should be laid upon her mind for study at once and while she still waited, he rose from his place.
"There is more; yet there are other days," he said.
But she caught his hand as he rose and with a sudden yearning in her eyes whispered: "O Rabbi, what said He of love ?" "Love ?" he repeated, with a softening about his lips.

"The Master blessed love between man and woman." "But, but--" she faltered, "if one love another than one's wedded spouse, then what ?" His face grew grave.
"That is not lawful even among you, who are still of the old faith." "But suppose--" He laid a kindly hand on the one that held his.
"Suffer but sin not.