Much taken aback by the unexpected rebuff, he rubbed his head.
"But, Mr.Smith, if they are all going to be allowed to think whatever they like--" The obvious difficulty of church government under these conditions confronted the nobler impulse of humility in the visionary's mind.

"When have I said, Brother Darling, that they all should think what they like?
But, behold, I say unto thee, it is not with the Lord to save with many or with few, but by whom he will send." This was a little vague as to grammar and as to sense, but Darling had not the ability to criticise.

He only perceived that to secure commendation he must be tactful in the setting forth of his act.
"It was in the case of Sister Susannah Halsey--" he began again apologetically.
A more eager look came into Smith's eyes; still a third phase of his character there was, the soul of his personal affections, and this began to merge now with his religious self.

"Hath she prophesied?
Hath any revelation been granted to her ?" If Darling had not understood the prophetical vein, he did understand a certain vibration in this tone.

"Ha!" thought he, "if the prophet ain't a bit soft on her himself I'm out." He had lowered his eyes, and now he said evasively, "It is our sister Elvira on whom the spirit of prophecy has fallen; you will have heard how she gave praise concerning you before the Saints upon the road and was moved to dance before the Lord." Smith saw through the evasion, but by shrewd reading of the sanctimonious face, saw also the inward suspicion as clearly as if Darling had spoken it.