Through the gentle grey of morning Betty seemed to be leading me into the Light. For the answer to my question was that the suffering of evil-doers had never been fruitful as the suffering of the innocent had been.

Was there, then, some life-principle in such pain?

A voice said: "You shall find in mortal ill, the seed of Immortal Good."

I knelt down by the window and thanked my sister.

Others shall thank her, too.

Transcriber's Notes:

Variations in spelling, hyphenation, and use of accents appear as in the original.
End of line hyphenations have been rejoined.
Obvious typographical errors have been changed.