"Well, Frank, God's way is the best way."
Another spell of silence. This was broken by Frank.
"I remember, Father, that you said life was a mirage. I've been thinking of poor Bill, and how he misunderstood us, and of how you were mistaken in me, and how I misjudged you. We saw so much that really was not there at all."
"It's good to realize that so early in life, Frank. I've found from experience that most trouble comes from misunderstanding. Why God permits it, we do not know. I suppose it is to try us."
"You know so much about life, Father, why don't you write a book on it?"
"I may some day, Frank, and if I do I shall put you in it and call it 'Mirage.'"