"But if she were to die—?"
"Then it might be well to warn him. But we know not, Helena, what may happen ere then. The Lord reigneth, my child. It is best to put what we love into His hands, and leave it there."
"But how do I know what He would do with it?" said I, fearfully.
"He knows. And that is enough for one who knows Him."
"It is not enough for me," said I sadly.
"Because thou dost not know Him. Helena, art thou as much afraid of the good God as of the Lord Regent?"
"Not in the same way, of course, holy Mother," I replied; "because I think the Lord Regent a wicked man."
"No, but to the same extent?"
"I don't know. I think so," said I, in a low voice.
"Of Christ that died, and that intercedeth for us? Afraid of Him, Helena?"