I looked up from the book, my face solemn.
"Ah, but there's the rub. Will he be guided by anyone? It would seem, at first glance, that fire is ungovernable and I would make no pretentions to the gift to sway it. As for the verse," my face spread into a grin, "I think you should be more sure of your context."
My eyes wandered back to the page open before me. I continued to smile as I read the verses that followed.
"Now Joshua was clothed with filthy garments, and stood before the angel."
"And he answered and spake unto those that stood before him, saying, Take away the filthy garments from him. And unto him he said, Behold, I have caused thine iniquity to pass from thee, and I will clothe thee with change of raiment."
"And I said, Let them set a fair mitre upon his head. So they set a fair mitre upon his head, and clothed him with garments. And the angel of the Lord stood by."
I closed the book and turned back to the skeptical young lady.
"I do not think that the fox will meet with such a terrible fate, o skeptical one. I will not say there is goodness in his heart, I know hearts too well to say that. No, there is something in him that might become good if surrendered to You-Know-Whom. When that happens......."
I allowed myself a very vixen-like chuckle.
"When that happens, he'll be the greatest Resistor we've ever had."