"That's where faith comes in," said Miss Triggs, with a beautiful smile on her face.
"If you kneel down and ask Jesus to take you through, He will. And you must believe He has done it. Why, my dear, you've just to hold out your arms to Him. He loves you; He wants to have you in His Kingdom. Of course He does. He opened the Door into the Kingdom when He died upon the Cross. It has been standing wide open ever since for us all to go through. You won't have any difficulty in getting through—but there's a lot of difficulties after."
"Tell me."
"Well, p'r'aps I shouldn't say so, for He makes it easy. 'Tis the life of the Kingdom. We have to live like children of the Kingdom."
"Subjects," corrected Harebell. "A king has subjects in his Kingdom; Mr. Garland said so. I like the word subject much better than a child. It—it sounds more important and grown-up. I'm a subject if I'm through."
"You'll have to obey the laws, and fight and work for your King."
Harebell nodded.
"I know what the laws are—the ten commandments."
Then, with a child's inconsequence, she changed the subject.
"I want to see your brother. Is he here?"