And then John Randolph had come to make one of his pleasant, informal visits and they had sat together in a beautiful fellowship, talking of the things pertaining to the Kingdom.
"Doctor Randolph," Elise asked suddenly, "what is your conception of prayer? Evadne says it means to her communion and companionship with Jesus. She says it is 'the practice of the presence of God.'"
John Randolph's face grew luminous. "To me it means a great stillness," he said. "Did you ever think of the silences of God? 'Be still, and know that I am God,' 'Stand still, and see his salvation.'"
"But are we not to ask for what we want?" asked Mrs. Hawthorne wonderingly.
"Oh, yes, but we learn to ask so little for ourselves when we love our Father's will. The trouble is, we, want to do the talking. God would have us listen while he speaks."
"Then what does it mean to worship God?" she asked. "We cannot always be in church."
John Randolph smiled. "We do not need to be. If our hearts are all on fire with the love of God, we worship him continually."
When he rose to go he turned towards Evadne. "How goes life with you now, dear friend?"
The grey eyes, full of a clear shining, were lifted to his, "I am absolutely satisfied with Jesus Christ."
Marion was married and living in New York. Louis had taken a small house, where he lived with his mother and Isabelle. He spent his days in the monotonous routine of a hank, and to his pleasure-loving nature the drudgery seemed intolerable, but he said little. Evadne never complained!