t
'd there be to be afraid of? If we believed a king was givin' us our
livin' an' takin' care of us who'd be afraid of not 'avin' enough to
eat?'"

"Who?" groaned Dart. He sat hanging his head and staring at the floor.
This was another phase of the dream.

"'Where is 'E?' I ses. ''Im as breaks old women's legs an' crushes
babies under wheels--so as they'll be resigned?' An' all of a sudden
she calls out quite loud: 'Nowhere,' she ses. 'An' never was. But 'Im
as stretched forth the 'eavens an' laid the foundations of the earth,
'Im as is the Life an' Love of the world, 'E's 'ERE! Stretch out yer
'and,' she ses, 'an' call out, "Speak, Lord, thy servant 'eareth," an'
ye'll 'ear an' SEE.

"'An' never you stop sayin' it--let yer 'eart beat it an' yer breath
breathe it--an' yer 'll find yer goin' about laughin' soft to yerself
an' lovin' everythin' as if it was yer own child at breast. An' no 'arm
can come to yer. Try it when yer go 'ome.'"

"Did you?" asked Dart.

Glad answered for her with a tremulous--yes it was a TREMULOUS--giggle,
a weirdly moved little sound.

"When she wakes in the mornin' she ses to 'erself, 'Good things is goin'
to come to-day--cheerfle things.' When there's a knock at the door she
ses, 'Somethin' friendly's comin' in.' An' when Drunken Bet's makin' a
row an' ragin' an' tearin' an' threatenin' to 'ave 'er eyes out of 'er
fice, she ses, 'Lor, Bet, yer don't mean a word of it--yer a friend to
every woman in the 'ouse.' When she don't know which way to turn, she
stands still an' ses, 'Speak, Lord, thy servant 'eareth,' an' then she
does wotever next comes into 'er mind--an' she says it's allus the
right answer. Sometimes," sheepishly, "I've tried it myself--p'raps it's
true. I did it this mornin' when I sat down an' pulled me sack over me
'ead on the bridge. Polly 'd been cryin' so loud all night I'd got a
bit low in me stummick an'--" She stopped suddenly and turned on Dart
as if light had flashed across her mind. "Dunno nothin' about it," she
stammered, "but I SAID it--just like she does--an' YOU come!"

Plainly she had uttered whatever words she had used in the form of a
sort of incantation, and here was the result in the living body of this
man sitting before her. She stared hard at him, repeating her words:
"YOU come. Yes, you did."

"It was the answer," said Miss Montaubyn, with entire simplicity as she
bit off her thread, "that's wot it was."

Antony Dart lifted his