“I am glad,” Margery murmured, “for it binds us closer together. What suffering there is in the world!”
“Sometimes it seems too great for us poor mortals; yet, Margery, this world is not all; we have a source of peace, a Comforter in our greatest trials. You know these lines:
“‘I know not what the future hath
Of marvel or surprise,
Assured alone that life and death
His mercy underlies.’”
“They are beautiful!” Margery answered. “But it is hard sometimes to believe them.”
“I do not think I should have lived through my trouble if I had not known the truth of them. You have health—while I——” Lady Enid gave a little sigh.
“I am selfish—cruelly selfish!” cried Margery, roused by the pathetic sound.
Lady Enid stretched out one small hand and drew Margery to her.