"I've heard of them," said Cameron gravely. "I've wondered sometimes myself. Do you believe in God?"
"Oh, yes!" said Ruth quite firmly. "Of course. What use would there be in anything if there wasn't a God?"
"But do you believe we humans can ever really--well, find Him? On this earth, I mean."
"Why, I don't know that I ever thought about it," she answered bewildered. "Find Him? In what way do you mean?"
"Why, get in touch with Him? Get to know Him, perhaps. Be on such terms with Him that one could call out in a time like last night, you know; or--well, say in a battle! I've been thinking a lot about that lately--naturally."
"Oh!" gasped Ruth softly, "of course. I hadn't thought about that much, either. We've been so thoughtless--and--and sort of happy you know, just like butterflies, we girls! I haven't realized that men were going out to face Death!"
"It isn't that I'm afraid to die," said Cameron proudly lifting his chin as if dying were a small matter, "not just the dying part. I reckon I've been through worse than that a dozen times. That wouldn't last long. It's--the other part. I have a feeling there'll be a little something more expected of me than just to have tried to get the most fun out of life. I've been thinking if there is a God He'd expect us to find it out and make things straight between us somehow. I suppose I don't make myself very plain. I don't believe I know myself just what I mean."
"I think I understand just a little," said Ruth, "I have never thought about it before, but I'm going to now. It's something we ought to think about, I guess. In a sense it's something that each one of us has to think, whether we are going into battle or not, isn't it?"
"I suppose it is, only we never realize it when things are going along all right," said Cameron. "It seems queer that everybody that's ever lived on this earth has had this question to face sooner or later and most of them haven't done much about it. The few people who profess to have found a way to meet it we call cranks, or else pick flaws in the way they live; although it does seem to me that if I really found God so I was sure He was there and cared about me, I'd manage to live a little decenter life than some do."