George carefully listened to her heart—then he walked towards the door and beckoned the others to follow.
When they were outside the room, he said to them:
"She remembers nothing of the cause of her prostration. I have had cases where they do not recall it for weeks. We must not allude to it in any manner. There certainly is great hope now. Her heart is stronger—and no stimulants! Assuredly your prayers have been answered!"
"To God be the glory!" exclaimed one of the elders fervently.
George looked at his shining countenance with a puzzled admiration.
"And do you really believe, that had you two not administered to Mrs. Cadman, her condition would have remained unchanged?"
"That is not for me to say," he answered gravely.
"Well, to put it differently, how can your prayers change the course of nature?"
"It is not given to us to know God's methods," returned the elder promptly. "He is the creator of all—does he not, therefore, control his own? It is simply our part to obey. Christ's commands are simple, unquestionable. His is the power and the glory that we but reflect!"
From this man's speaking with the tone of authority, George turned to Betty. Her expressive countenance glowed with enthusiasm.