"Dost thou believe, maiden, that the wonderful things they relate of this Elisha be true?" asked Ezra.
Into the maiden's soft eyes there crept a troubled look.
"Oh, dear father speak not thus," she cried, imploringly. "Surely thou knoweth that unless we have faith, nothing will be granted unto us. Why shouldst thou or I doubt the wonders imputed to Elisha, for is he not a holy man of God?"
"Thou art only a maiden, but thou speaketh words of wisdom which do rebuke thy father," said Ezra. "Tell me, my son," turning to Isaac, "dost thou also believe that this man, Elisha, hath power to heal thee, who art from thy birth a cripple?"
The lad looked, smiling, up into his father's face.
"Yes, father, I do indeed believe that Elisha hath power to heal me," he replied. "Even though he had not raised the dead to life still would my faith in him be great, for, as Leah sayeth, he be a holy man of God."
Ezra moved forward and laid his hand on the maiden's dark head.
"Thy brother also hath great faith," he said. "Thou shalt seek Elisha in Samaria and make known to him thy desire."
Leah caught her father's hand and raised it to her lips.