There was a little silence. Then Gavine squeezed Sidney's arm, and there was a sound of tears in her voice.
"Oh, Miss Urquhart; I have never had anyone to talk so to me before. Show me how to love Him."
[CHAPTER XII]
FRONTIER NEWS
GAVINE stayed to dinner, and afterwards Sidney retired with her over the drawing-room fire, where they had the talk that remained with Gavine for the rest of her life.
Major Urquhart was, of course, only too delighted to take her home, and Mrs. Norman welcomed him in so warmly that Gavine escaped to bed unnoticed. Sleep did not come very soon to her. She had always been a deeply religious girl, but there was now a quickening thrill and fire in her soul that had never been there before, for she had been shown the foundation stone, and simply as a little child she had planted herself upon it.
She opened her window and gazed up into the still blue heavens above her.
"What does anything matter?" she exclaimed in the rapture of her heart's adoration for the One who had become the centre of her life. "If I never get any slum work at all, I can find work to do at home. Wherever I am, I can be working, for it is just doing His will and following Him. That is what makes Miss Urquhart so contented and happy in her life. I wondered at it before. Now I understand."
To Sidney, that evening talk had been a tremendous lift and cheer. She had kept a bright face, but her heart had been saddened and fearful over her future. She was not a perfect woman by any means, and in pointing the way to another wayfarer, she had taken a firmer foothold herself. So the next day dawned for these two with a brighter outlook, and the little frets and chafings of life hardly touched them.
That afternoon the Admiral called Sidney to him.