"No use!"
"Why do you say that?"
"I can't do it a second time."
"I believe you can. Remember what prayer did for you. What it did once, it can do again."
"I shall never pray again!"
"What's that? Why, Cassie! you don't mean that——"
"That I am the wickedest girl in the world!" came passionately from her lips.
"What nonsense! How did you come to get such an idea into your silly little head?"
"It's not nonsense, Frank. I have done something that makes me a bad, bad girl—something that will prevent all my prayers from being heard and answered. Oh, it is dreadful!"
What in the world did the girl mean? What had she done? Frank was appalled by her words and manner. All sorts of conjectures ran riot through his head.