"Now, shall you go to Whittenden?" Opdyke asked him.
Brenton shook his head.
"No. My place is here. So far, I have never worked out much good from
any of the chances I've had given me. I'd better do it, here and now,
without wasting time by any further change. As for the quality of the
work, Opdyke, I've been thinking things, the past few days. There are
men in plenty doing their level best to work out God's existence in the
lives of his created children. For me, I think it's better worth the
while to try to prove that universal laws exist, and, out of those
laws, prove God."
And Opdyke nodded briefly, in token of his perfect comprehension.