Little Eve Edgarton
CHAPTER I "But you live like such a fool--of course you're bored!" drawled the Older Man, rummaging listlessly through his pockets for the ever-elusive match. "Well, I like your nerve!" protested the Younger Man with unmistakable asperity. "Do you--really?" mocked the Older Man, still smiling very faintly. For a few minutes then both men resumed their cigars, staring blinkishly out all the while from their dark green piazza corner into the dazzling white tennis courts that gleamed like so many slippery pine planks in the afternoon glare and heat. The month was August, the day typically handsome, typically vivid, typically caloric. It was the Younger Man who recovered his conversational interest first. "So you think I'm a fool?" he resumed at last quite abruptly.
not sin. If anyone sins, we have a Counselor{Greek Parakleton:
Counselor, Helper, Intercessor, Advocate, and Comfortor.}
with the Father, Jesus Christ, the righteous.
002:002 And he is the atoning sacrifice{"atoning sacrifice"
is from the Greek "hilasmos," an appeasing, propitiating,
or the means of appeasement or propitiation--the sacrifice
that turns away God's wrath because of our sin.} for our sins,
and not for ours only, but also for the whole world.
002:003 This is how we know that we know him: if we keep his commandments.
002:004 One who says, "I know him," and doesn't keep his commandments,
is a liar, and the truth isn't in him.
002:005 But whoever keeps his word, God's love has most certainly been
perfected in him. This is how we know that we are in him:
002:006 he who says he remains in him ought himself also to walk
just like he walked.
002:007 Brothers, I write no new commandment to you, but an old
commandment which you had from the beginning. The old
commandment is the word which you heard from the beginning.
002:008 Again, I write a new commandment to you, which is true
in him and in you; because the darkness is passing away,
and the true light already shines.
002:009 He who says he is in the light and hates his brother,
is in the darkness even until now.
002:010 He who loves his brother remains in the light, and there
is no occasion for stumbling in him.
CHAPTER I "But you live like such a fool--of course you're bored!" drawled the Older Man, rummaging listlessly through his pockets for the ever-elusive match. "Well, I like your nerve!" protested the Younger Man with unmistakable asperity. "Do you--really?" mocked the Older Man, still smiling very faintly. For a few minutes then both men resumed their cigars, staring blinkishly out all the while from their dark green piazza corner into the dazzling white tennis courts that gleamed like so many slippery pine planks in the afternoon glare and heat. The month was August, the day typically handsome, typically vivid, typically caloric. It was the Younger Man who recovered his conversational interest first. "So you think I'm a fool?" he resumed at last quite abruptly.