"Yes, I found out yesterday that he was out of work, and as I want some gardening done, he has come round to do it. Would you like to go and speak to him?"
Noel was out of the room and in the garden like a shot.
Running up to the man, he said:
"Good afternoon, God's man! I saw you frough the window. Do you like cutting grass?"
The man smiled.
"I like a job, little master. Why do you call me God's man?"
"Because you are. I prayed for a man, and God sent you."
"The Almighty God has no dealin's with me. Not for many a long year."
"But He did send you. I know He did, and you came along the lane just in proper time."
The man shook his head.