'Wasn't it perfect of Him to give me back Monica?'
I couldn't think what he meant, so I said,—
'Who, Charlie?'
'Why, the only Person I can see now, Meg—my Lord.' And I choked as I went down the stairs, because from the rapture in his voice he seemed to think his Lord was worth his eyes.
In the train Ross said,—
'What angels women are!'
'Oh, no,' I said, 'it's just the contrast.'
When we got home another wire was in the hall addressed to me.
'Let me open it,' said Ross, picking it up.
'No,' and I snatched it from him and ran up to my room. The dreadful ice was all around my heart again. The horror of a great darkness came upon my mind. I couldn't pray. I tried to quieten all my jangled nerves by saying—Daddy says 'They're underneath, oh, always underneath, those everlasting arms,' and then I read the telegram and flung myself upon the floor beside my bed in an agony of tears.