Carlos raised his dark blue eyes and fixed them on the questioner's
face.
"Of the future," he said slowly, "I think---nothing. I dare not think
of it. It is in God's hand, and he thinks for us. Still, one thing I
cannot choose but see. Where we are we cannot remain. We are bound to
a great wheel that is turning--turning--and turn with it, even in spite
of ourselves, we must and do. But it is the wheel, not of chance, but
of God's mighty purposes; that is all our comfort."
"And those purposes, are they not mercy and truth unto our beloved
land?"
"They may be; but I know not. They are not revealed. 'Mercy and truth
unto such as keep his covenant,' that indeed is written."
"We are they that keep his covenant."