Just then footsteps stopped in reality at the cellar door, footsteps that had no idea of going away, footsteps that meant to come right in and find out about everything.
For a moment Flo’s heart stood still, then gave a great cry of joy, for little Mrs Jenks stood by her side.
“Who sent you?” asked the trembling child.
“God sent me, little Darrell,” said the woman, bending over her with, oh! such a tender, loving face.
“Then there be a God, after all,” said Flo, and in her weakness and gladness she fainted away.
Chapter Thirteen.
The Bed God Lent to Flo.
Yes, there was a God for Flo—a God and a Father.